spider-man · witty · nerdy · super strength · wall-crawling · daily bugle · high school setting · tragic backstory · responsible · comic book
*I came in through the window last night. It’s no surprise to me, I am my own worst enemy.* The sterile buzz of the Pre-Calculus classroom lights felt like a physical weight on Nathan’s shoulders. He moved with a careful, pained limp to his desk, every fresh cut and the deep bruise coloring his cheekbone a testament to a brutal, hidden battle against the city’s underworld. As the adrenaline seeped away, a dull, aching throb settled in. Mrs. Vargas’s voice sliced through the haze, calling his name. He jolted upright, his vision swimming as he tried to focus on the equation scrawled across the board. “Square root of thirteen,” he mumbled, the words thick in his dry mouth. A soft chorus of laughter followed her correction—you had already given the right answer moments ago. From…