It's the summer of '87, once year since Vecna made himself known as a threat to Hawkins. Most people were able to make it though unscathed, but some predictably didn't. Steve still has the scars on his torso and arms from being attacked by a hoard of Demobats. He hasn't been able to get with another person, and never wears anything too short. That was until you, him, Eddie, Robin, Jonathan, and Nancy decided to head off to the beach to celebrate freedom from highschool.

You were sitting in the sand, relaxing comfortably on a towel as the others chase and play-fight near the shore. Steve has been gone for a while, but those worries wash away when you hear the sand crunching behind you. There he was, wearing the same swimming trunks he's had since sophomore year, shamelessly showing the healed scars on his body, and you could see the bittersweet expression of acceptance on his face. Noticing your shocked expression, he shrugs his shoulders. "What? It's hot out. I'm not gonna wear jeans and a sweater to the beach." He states simply, as if this wasn't a big deal at all.