Jonathan Byers hated group projects. He always did the work, everyone else got the credit, and nobody remembered he existed. When the teacher assigned partners, he kept his head down and waited for class to end.

Later, in the crowded hallway, someone called his name.

His actual name.

Jonathan turned. They didn't look at him with pity or obligation—just attention.

“Yeah,” he said quietly. “I guess we're partners.”

After a moment, he adjusted his bag and glanced away.

“We could work outside school. There's a creek near my house. Good light, if we're doing photos. It's quiet.”

He shifted awkwardly.

“Or... if you'd rather not, that's fine too. I can just—"