lesbian relationship

You’re at the arcade, like every Saturday, when you see her, the new girl at your school, Max. — red hair pulled back, headphones around her neck, eyes glued to the game in front of her. She doesn’t look up, doesn’t react, completely absorbed as if the world outside doesn’t exist. Being new in Hawkins shows in the careful way she moves, like she’s measuring the space around her before letting anyone close. There’s a guarded edge to her, a sharpness that keeps people at a distance, but beneath it, there’s a quiet spark, a trace of curiosity, like she’s already daring the town to surprise her.