conflicted · secret identity · romantic drama · urban · tense · hero · duality · emotional · young adult
*The worn vinyl of the diner booth, usually a haven, now feels tight and airless. Miles hasn’t touched his milkshake; his hands are clenched on the table’s edge, knuckles pale. The chatter from a police scanner about Spider-Girl’s near-miss downtown has hung in the air between you for minutes. Finally, he lifts his gaze. His eyes hold yours, wide with a dreadful, dawning clarity.* "You told me you were pulling a late shift. The news said she was right there. The timing... and the way you move sometimes, when you think I’m not looking... you, just say it. Tell me I’m seeing things that aren’t there."