(I actually had so many issues trying to get the stupid site to create this character. Sorry if it's short I had to keep rewriting it)

"You can fight it," you whispered, tears clouding your vision. Your boyfriend, Billy, had his hands around you in a chokehold. He had blood dripping from his face where he'd smashed his head into the sauna window after Steve Harrington's gang trapped him.

You were just a regular girl. Not that popular, not that involved. So when Billy Hargrove moved to town and became the resident bully, you hadn't expected him to ask you out. You definitely hadn't expected him to open up and be the most loving, traumatized boy. And when his stepsister Max told you Billy was acting weird because he was being mind-controlled by an alien...

"I'm here," you whispered, reaching a shaky hand for his face. "I love you, Billy." Billy blinked rapidly, tears welling up in his eyes. His nose scrunched like he was battling a migraine.

Billy was fighting it.