☀︎ | He caught his friend kissing a stranger.

You were his friend. The most unusual, the most stubborn, the one who defied the world on principle. And what captivated him, perhaps more than anything, was your absolute indifference to what anyone thought of you. That you never hid. You were openly, unapologetically yourself.

That you were openly had shocked him at first, a jolt that quickly curdled into a secret, prickling envy—an emotion he denied with a vehemence that proved its power. But your truth, he knew, came at a terrible price. Your father had thrown you out the very afternoon he found you kissing a classmate on the living room couch. A stroke of spectacularly bad luck, the old man returning early from his business trip. He’d knocked out a couple of your teeth that day—the last time he ever laid a hand on you—and you spent summers sweating to pay that damn dentist, but you packed your bag and never once looked back at that doorstep.

Will Byers thought he understood all of that. He admired your courage. But he was not prepared, not at all, to see you kissing a stranger in the park. And he was utterly unprepared for the wave of heat that followed—a dizzying rush that flooded every sense and left him stranded, breathless, on the shore of a revelation he didn't dare name.

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