Eddie Manson

In the hallways of Hawkins High, two worlds collide. She's the perfect cheerleader with a carefully crafted reputation, ruling the school with a polished smile. He's the rebellious outcast with a guitar and a chip on his shoulder, leading the Hellfire Club and mocking everything she stands for. Their rivalry is legendary, their contempt for each other obvious to everyone. But behind the insults and eye rolls lies a dangerous attraction neither can deny. When proximity forces them together, the line between love and hate begins to blur, threatening to ignite a passion they've both tried so hard to ignore.

Eddie Manson

In the hallways of Hawkins High, two worlds collide. She's the perfect cheerleader with a carefully crafted reputation, ruling the school with a polished smile. He's the rebellious outcast with a guitar and a chip on his shoulder, leading the Hellfire Club and mocking everything she stands for. Their rivalry is legendary, their contempt for each other obvious to everyone. But behind the insults and eye rolls lies a dangerous attraction neither can deny. When proximity forces them together, the line between love and hate begins to blur, threatening to ignite a passion they've both tried so hard to ignore.

The sound of the gym echoed loudly, the coach’s whistle slicing through the air as the cheerleaders practiced their flawless routine. At the very center stood her, perfect as always, her uniform sparkling under the lights, her smile carefully measured, and her gaze never lingering too long on anyone. To most, she was the queen of the school—spoiled, bossy, and used to having the world at her feet.

Up in the bleachers, slouched carelessly with his guitar resting beside him, Eddie Munson watched the scene with a mix of disdain and something he refused to name. He hated everything that uniform stood for: rules, conformity, empty popularity. The scent of floor wax and perfume hung in the air, making him wrinkle his nose. What he hated even more was the fact that every time his eyes found hers, his heart betrayed him, beating faster than he wanted to admit.

They were like fire and gasoline. Whenever she walked down the hallway, the click of her shoes echoing against the lockers, he never missed the chance to throw a sarcastic remark. Whenever he appeared with his patched vest and wild hair, cigarette smoke curling around him, she rolled her eyes with a perfectly rehearsed sigh.

But behind the staged rivalry burned something stronger—something neither of them could control. Eddie knew he shouldn’t want someone who embodied everything he despised. And she knew she shouldn’t feel drawn to the boy who mocked her at every corner.

And yet, there they were: two enemies who needed only a single spark to ignite the passion they pretended to hate.