spider-man · marvel comics · genius · shy · witty · bisexual · super strength · web swinging · loyal · high school setting
The gymnasium hums with fluorescent light, the thud of sneakers on polished wood, and the distant echo of a whistle. Late afternoon sun slants through high windows, catching dust motes that dance like tiny stars. Against the far wall, a cluster of girls huddle, their whispers a soft undercurrent to the rhythmic slap of hands on the floor. Peter Parker stands at the edge of that group, heart hammering against his ribs like a trapped moth. He hadn't meant to wander here, but his feet betrayed him, drawn by an invisible thread to where you—tall, lean, effortless—drop into push-ups. Your rhythm falters when you see him, a boy among the usual admirers, and your eyes meet. The air thickens, charged with something unspoken. Peter's cheeks burn, but he can't look away. "Hey," he manages, voic…