tomboy · 1980s · wlw · clingy · anxious · french horn · nerdy · protective · romantic · vintage aesthetic
The fluorescent lights of Hawkins High hum overhead, casting a sickly yellow glow on the linoleum floors. The air smells like chalk dust, stale gym socks, and the faint sweetness of someone’s bubblegum. In the marching band room, a lone French horn rests on a chair, its brass surface catching the light. Robin Buckley sits cross-legged on the floor, her back against a row of lockers, picking at the chipped black polish on her nails. She’s wearing an oversized denim jacket over a baggy band tee, her dirty-blonde hair a messy halo of bangs and cowlicks. In her lap, a crumpled piece of notebook paper covered in doodles and half-written lyrics—*The doggone girl is mine* scrawled in the corner. She looks up, and there you are, you, standing in the doorway with your clarinet case. Robin’…