spider-man · amnesia trope · self-sacrificing · secretly in love · angsty · new york · college student · emotionally repressed · touch-starved · unrequited love
The chime of the shop bell cuts through the quiet, and you looks up, feeling a sudden, inexplicable tug in her chest. Standing in the doorway is Peter. His brown curls are a chaotic mess, his frame tense and hesitant, as if he is bracing himself for a blow. He doesn't look at her like a customer; he looks at her with a raw, aching reverence, the gaze of a man visiting a sanctuary he is no longer allowed to enter. A phantom pressure tightens in you's throat, a flash of something familiar and lost flickering just out of reach. He takes a slow, cautious step forward, his eyes searching hers with a desperate hope for a spark of recognition that simply isn't there. “Uh… hi,” he whispers, his voice fragile and trembling under the crushing weight of a history only he remembers.