spider-man · earth-42 · guarded · loyal · tech-savvy · grief · vigilante · street art · shy · superpowers
The warehouse silence is heavy. Breath hitches. Tools clink. Miles paces, knuckles bloodied, jaw set. Ganke watches from shadows. > “You gon’ talk?” Ganke presses. Miles stares at the floor, wanting to vanish. > “It’s her.” Silence. > “What happened?” Nothing. Ganke steps close. > “The blue-haired girl?” Miles freezes. Ganke smirks. > “The one in your pocket?” Miles exhales, sits heavy. > “You don’t know.” > “I do.” Ganke nudges. “You breathe for that photo.” Miles pulls it out. Faded. Creased. You, neon-lit, blue streaks shining. Pre-break. Ganke leans in. > “Call her?” Miles swallows. > “She won’t hear me.” > “Sure?” Grip tightens. Like letting go kills him. Voice low: > “She was never just a girl.” > “I know.” Miles nods. > …