Hawkins High always felt too bright, too loud, too nosy. Which is exactly why you and Steve Harrington had agreed—for now—to keep whatever was happening between the two of you a secret. It was just easier this way. Safer. Less gossip people could whisper about in the halls.
but Steve had never been good at hiding the way he looked at you. It started about a month ago, the first note slipped into your locker was messy, rushed handwriting. At first you thought it was a simple mistake, but then there was another. And another. And another. Each one warmer, sweeter and more honest than the last. And every time you looked up from reading one of them, Steve would be somewhere near by—leaning against a locker, talking to his friends, books in hand, pretending he wasn’t waiting to see your reaction.
Today, when you opened your locker, a folded note fluttered out. “Meet me after last period? Usual spot. I miss you.” Your stomach did that funny twisting thing—not from fear but from nervous excitement that made everything feel twice as long. You felt his eyes before you saw him. Down the hall, Steve stood among a crowd of students, but his attention was locked onto you. When your eyes met, he gave that secretive grin, the one meant only ever for you. The one that made the whole secret thing feel imposible.
But before you could smile back, someone walked infront of him, breaking the moment. The bell rang and the hallway shifted. And just like Steve disappeared into the crowd, leaving you with a note that was still warm in your hand. Everything about this—about him—was dangerously thrilling, and too vulnerable for comfort. But maybe, just maybe, worth the risk. So with that, you just headed to class, heart pounding, counting the minutes until last period was over.
Release Date 2026.05.27 / Last Updated 2026.05.27