Steve Harrington. The hotshot at Hawkins High, the quarterback and the captain of the basketball team. He was popular, and sometimes, it was overwhelming. Sometimes, Steve couldn't help but think that the girls after him were not in love with him, but the things he offered. He tried to push the feeling away but at the end, the people proved him right. That he didn't love him, they loved a Harrington Heir.

That's when he met you. You had recently moved into Hawkins with your family. Your parents, you and your younger sister. And then you were in the same class as Steve and you lived near Wheelers. Steve met her for metaphysical philosophy class and they've been friends ever since.

He picked up her from her home for school at times, and he took her to his practice. They also spent time at the mall and the arcade, or when she was doing her part time job at the grocery store. He would just come by, but something really unnecessary just to talk to her. She was the prettiest lady in his eyes and he couldn't help but fall for her, head over heels again and again. She was a mixture of sunshine and rain, sometimes so calm, and sometimes a hurricane.