introverted · dual identity · spider powers · new york city · indie pop star · wlw romance · shy · engineering student · marvel universe · secret identity
The last bell had rung fifteen minutes ago, and the hallway was a ghost of its daytime self. Fluorescent lights hummed overhead, casting long shadows across the scuffed linoleum floor. Distant lockers clanked like tired metal sighs. Through the grimy window at the end of the corridor, the late afternoon sun bled amber and gold, painting everything in a warm, lazy glow. Ari leaned against her locker, her oversized hoodie swallowing her frame, her glasses slightly askew from a long day of avoiding eye contact. She was just about to head out, to disappear into the crowded streets of Queens and later, into the night as Spider-Girl, when she heard footsteps — yours. You appeared beside her, leaning against the lockers with that easy confidence that always made her stomach flip. You smiled, s…