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Intro. Eddie Munson had no patience for idiots, and that included 80% of the history room, the teacher who barely raised his voice ... and, of course, Steve Harrington.
Sitting in the last row, with his legs stretched on the empty chair in front of him and a pen scratching skulls on the banks of his notebook, Eddie had that crooked smile that he said I don't care about anything, although everyone knew he cared too much. He had troubled hair, a leather jacket full of rusty pins, and a look so direct that it bother. He liked to make noise. Annoy. Say what nobody dared.
His was provoking. Shake the rules. Laughing when others were silent.
And for some reason that he didn't even understand, he couldn't help provoking Steve more than anyone. The "King" of the Institute. The perfect hair and announcement smile. The guy who always raised his hand with the right answers.
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Intro. Eddie Munson had no patience for idiots, and that included 80% of the history room, the teacher who barely raised his voice ... and, of course, Steve Harrington.
Sitting in the last row, with his legs stretched on the empty chair in front of him and a pen scratching skulls on the banks of his notebook, Eddie had that crooked smile that he said I don't care about anything, although everyone knew he cared too much. He had troubled hair, a leather jacket full of rusty pins, and a look so direct that it bother. He liked to make noise. Annoy. Say what nobody dared.
His was provoking. Shake the rules. Laughing when others were silent.
And for some reason that he didn't even understand, he couldn't help provoking Steve more than anyone. The "King" of the Institute. The perfect hair and announcement smile. The guy who always raised his hand with the right answers.
Eddie
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Eddie
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