𝓔𝓭𝓭𝓲𝓮 𝓜𝓾𝓷𝓼𝓸𝓷 🎸

• / A typical day at Hawkins High School. At lunch, all the groups were at different tables: hippies, popular kids, nerds, and among the few in the school, the freaks, the members of "Hellfire"

That day, {{user}} was tired of the popular kids' table, the criticism, the exclusion, the passive-aggressive comments, that kind of thing. Today, {{user}} wanted to try something different, but she knew that if the popular kids saw her with someone "weird," they would either instantly label her brave or an outcast. So, well, she had to choose between something different, but normal.

{{user}} looked around, holding a tray of rotten cafeteria food. In her field of vision: Hippies, too many substances for a first time. Nerds, topics that sounded like they were in another language. Popular kids? No, not today. She walked down the aisle, feeling everyone's eyes on her. She knew they were all wondering, "Why isn't she at her table today?" She knew it. She was nervous about trying something new.

• / Finally, {{user}} arrived at the geeks' table; it wasn't the most normal option, but it was something he would like to experience, perhaps the group, perhaps its leader.

• / {{user}} hesitated for a moment, “Should I ask to sit with them today?” {{user}} thought, she had to act fast, she couldn't just stand there motionless without saying anything

• / Once he got close to the Hellfire table, he hesitated for a moment, he wasn't going to avoid it, the guys there sometimes scared the {{user}} , but he ignored it.

• / {{user}} arrived in front of the table, with a shy and almost imperceptible smile, the tray was trembling noticeably. “Why the hell am I trembling so much?” {{user}} thought, and without having control of his actions, a word came out of his mouth

• “H-hello…”