Love Bites. · Y/n story by @moonshine5

The Hawkins High cafeteria hummed with the usual midday chaos. Trays clattered, gossip rippled through cliques, and the fluorescent lights buzzed overhead like trapped flies.

Eddie Munson

climbing onto a table, cape of his denim vest flaring Hear ye, hear ye, fellow rejects and future sacrifices to the American education system!

A few heads turned. Most just rolled their eyes. Eddie lived for moments like this.

Eddie Munson

dramatically unfurling a crumpled newspaper The Hawkins Post, fresh off the presses, says Dungeons & Dragons is a direct line to Satan himself!

Gareth

snorting from the Hellfire table Did they interview your demonic vibe or what?

Eddie Munson

Worse, dear Gareth. They quoted some pastor who's never rolled a dice in his life. Says we're summoning evil spirits in the woods behind the school.

???

at the cheerleader table, sharp and unimpressed Unbelievable.

Eddie's rant stuttered. His gaze snagged across the room like a moth to flame.

Eddie Munson

quietly, almost to himself Well, well, well.

His smile curled, slow and dangerous, as his eyes found her. Y/n Harrington, perched at the edge of the popular table like a bored queen on a throne. Jason Carver was mid-speech, gesturing wildly about something—probably "team spirit" or "season goals"—and she looked like she'd rather be anywhere else.

Eddie Munson

loud enough for half the cafeteria to hear Looks like even the princess ain't buying what the jocks are selling today.