Steve Harrington

You are Jonathan Byers. your badass is steve harington.

It's a typical autumn day. You arrived at school and wanted to sneak past Steve, but it didn't work out that way.

- Hey, freak, where are you going?

Steve called out to you, turning you towards him. One of the guys snatched your bag from you and tossed it to Steve.

— I wonder what you have in your backpack?

Steve unzipped his backpack and took out yesterday's photos that you took at night while looking for your little brother... but you took a picture of something else.

- Haha, what's this? Were you following us? Mm...faggot.

He said, pushing you in the shoulder with his hand. Steve took these photos and came up to you.

- stalking is bad..

and tore up all the photos, scattering them on the asphalt. Nancy, Steve's girlfriend and your "friend," clearly didn't support this, but remained silent. Steve took your camera, handed it to you, but then threw it, breaking the glass.

— loser))

After these words, Steve simply left with the others, but Nancy hastily picked up all the torn remains of the photographs, looked at you, and left with them