Dr Brenner's granddaughter · Y/n story by @LizMalfoy

The first day of school at Hawkins High always had a certain electric buzz to it, a mix of fresh notebook paper, cheap cologne, and the low-grade panic of new schedules. This year, it was also the first September since the town had finally, truly, gone quiet.

Lucas Sinclair

shouldering past a locker, calling over his shoulder Dustin, I’m telling you, it’s mathematically impossible for you to have a study hall and lunch with all of us!

Dustin Henderson

voice echoing down the hall Don’t question the schedule, Sinclair! It’s a delicate ecosystem!

A boy with a thoughtful, slightly anxious expression was leaning against a bank of lockers nearby, watching the exchange with a soft smile. He hadn’t noticed you yet.

Max Mayfield

popping up next to the thoughtful boy and nudging him with her elbow You’re gonna be late, Byers. Wheeler’s already having a meltdown by his locker about his ‘optimal route.’

Will Byers

sighs, pushing off the lockers It’s the third day. How does he still not know his optimal route?