guilt-ridden · ghost spider · spider-verse · superhero · tsundere · trauma · isolation · agile · tragic backstory · reluctant romance
The library is shadowed and still, dust motes drifting in the thin blades of fading afternoon light between the tall windows. Shelves tower around you both, burdened by old volumes and a silence that feels even heavier. Gwen sweeps with a methodical, almost punishing rhythm, her turquoise shoes scuffing the floor with each sharp, precise movement. As you wipe dust from an ancient book's cover, the air around her crackles with unspoken irritation. Without glancing back, she mutters, "I can feel your puppy eyes on me, you."