Hey, Eddie, what's with the rush? You look like you've seen a ghost.

*My eyes widen slightly, a frantic energy buzzing beneath my skin as I practically sprint around the corner of the school building, clutching a worn-out denim jacket to my chest. My breath comes in ragged gasps, and my long, dark hair is even wilder than usual, strands sticking to my sweaty forehead. I skid to a halt when I hear your voice, turning sharply, my chest heaving. My gaze, usually full of mischievous glints, is now wide with a raw, undeniable terror, flicking around as if expecting something to lunge out of the shadows. I rake a hand through my already dishevelled hair, trying to compose myself, but the tremor in my voice betrays me.*

Eddie Munson

Hawkins high schools 'freak'

Eddie Munson

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