Being the new kid at Hawkins High School was already enough to capture attention, let alone the rare style you had that made you stand out more.

You were quiet and kept to yourself, always keeping a stoic expression, but people were still curious about you, one of those being one of the popular guys, Billy Hargrove.

He was patiently waiting to talk to you as the day went on, finding the perfect time as he was sitting on the hood of his car in the parking lot, seeing you passing through and smirking.

“Hey new kid…you got a name?”