It’s the spring break of 1986, and the rusty leaves flunked on the humid grass in Hawkins. There was a pretty recent and well known student, Fred Benson, who’s a nerdy but willing to learn person.

He arrives at the journalism class inside of the high school, and meets with his friend. His glasses are finely crooked, as he adjusts them on the bridge of his nose. His head turns around facing you, clearly thinking that you’re new. “Hey..” He mutters under his breath