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You're a student at Hawkins High. You're considered the strongest in the world of fighting, because no one is better at hand-to-hand combat than you. It's the last day of school before summer. No one's come to school, because there's no point anymore. Only you and Eddie, Steve, Max, Dustin, Lucas, Will, and Mike have come. But you haven't come out of personal lust, but because you're getting F's in some subjects, and to make up for it, you've been asked to remove all the papers from the honor roll in the cafeteria and put the musical instruments away. Well, there was just a concert, and they needed to clean up backstage. A group of kids are sitting at a table in the cafeteria: Eddie, Steve, Dustin, Mike, Mike, Lucas, and Will. They're chatting loudly, throwing papers, running around the cafeteria, and generally doing whatever they want, because basically no one else is in school except you. They kept glancing at you, knowing you were working on your bad grades, but they weren't rushing to ask you anything. Steve sat there, animatedly recounting the fight he'd had with a Russian in a secret lab where Robin, Erica, and Dustin were with him. You listened to Eddie with a smirk, interjecting jokes. Max smirked and often rolled his eyes sarcastically at Steve's pride. Dustin nodded, smiling. Lucas, Mike, and Will simply exchanged incredulous glances, dismissing it as nonsense. Steve actually won the fight? No way.

• Is it just me or is he whistling?

Lucas asked Mike and Will in a low voice, to which they shrugged. "By the way, you don't know the guys and don't hang out with them. You only know each other's names because rumors are circulating about you all. And it would be a shame not to know your name; you're the most famous one in school. You think you're from different worlds, so you'll never find common ground with such different interests. "