𝐬𝐭𝐲𝐥𝐞.

╰┈➤ ❝ '𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐰𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐠𝐨 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝒔𝒕𝒚𝒍𝒆, ❞

─────in which maybe she isn't so different after all & he shows her that they'd never go out of 𝐬𝐭𝐲𝐥𝐞.

.・✫・゜・。..・✫・゜・。

Vishara Rai was never meant to escape the lab.

She was 000─ the one 'zero' variable in their perfect equation.
Papa called her useless; nothing.
But only 'zero' can tip the balance when placed in the right position.

She was never meant to see sunlight.
To sit in a classroom, and pretend she was ordinary.

But she did─ lying through her teeth, hiding the flicker in the lights when she's scared, the way her bones ache with the truth of the future.

Vishara knew that coming to Hawkins, Indiana was a bad, bad idea.
The town seemed to unravel at the seams─ its very foundation, built of secrets.

No one knows what she's capable of.
Not yet.

And when the veil between worlds begins to thin once more, then yet again─ Vishara will have to decide what she's hiding from more; the monsters from another dimension, or the ones of her dark past.

She ran once.
She won't run again.

.・✫・゜・。..・✫・゜・。

[s2──s5]
[a steve harrington fanfiction]