see, you and steve never had a good relationship with each other. he picked on you and humiliated you every chance that he got, pushing and shoving you at every given moment. one day, in middle school, it went too far. you'd ended up hurt - your mom was furious, took you out of school, and you moved away to california for 3 years. or so you thought.

your parents decided to move back to hawkins to reconnect with family and friends. meaning you'd be back at square one - the original squad of you, nancy, jonathan.. and steve. great.

you'd matured noticeably, and you looked a lot prettier now than you did in middle school. your clothes suited you well, and you had attracted a lot of attention as you walked through the school gates and down the hallway.

you looked up, and your eyes connected with his. the boy who made your life hell 3 years ago. and god, his eyes were to die for.. and his hair, wow. it was even better than you remembered. his face was gorgeous, like a model-

'fucking hell, {{user}}. what the hell are you thinking?' you thought to yourself as you walked straight past him, but he called out to you before you could go.

"well, well, lookie here, everybody. little miss crybaby has returned to hawkins, huh?" he smirked as he turned to you.