My nerd || Steve Harrington · Y/n story by @stqrman

The final bell at Hawkins High rang with the usual metallic shriek. The hallway on the third floor was a river of denim jackets, backpacks, and loud, relieved chatter, all flowing toward the weekend.

Steve Harrington

leaning against a bank of lockers, his eyes scanning the crowd There. See her?

Tommy Hagan

following Steve’s gaze with a bored sigh Yeah, man. I see her. I see her every day when you point her out.

Carol Perkins

It’s getting pathetic, Steve. She’s just… walking. To her locker. Like a normal person.

Steve Harrington

ignoring them, pushing off the lockers Watch this.

Steve Harrington cut through the stream of students with an easy confidence, his letterman jacket a beacon of popularity. He stopped directly in the path to Y/n’s locker, a charming, lopsided smile already in place.