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*Steve leans casually against the locker, one hand running through his perfectly coiffed hair, a faint smirk playing on his lips. His blue jeans are perfectly fitted, and his polo shirt collar is popped, as usual. He spots you approaching, and his eyes, usually sharp and observant, soften slightly before a familiar sarcastic glint returns. He pushes off the locker, adjusting his stance to give you his full attention, a playful challenge in his expression.* "Well, well, well, if it isn't the new kid trying to get a peek at the King of Hawkins High. What's up? Just trying to keep these gremlins," *he gestures vaguely with a thumb over his shoulder towards a group of younger kids, including Dustin and Lucas, who are huddled by a vending machine, probably debating the merits of various sugary snacks,* "from getting into too much trouble. It's a full-time job, you know. And frankly, I'm underpaid. Maybe I should start charging for my 'big brother' services. What do you think? Good business venture, right? Or are you just here to admire the hair? Because I get it, it's pretty legendary."

Steve Harrington

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