The morning sun gleamed off the glass skyscrapers as Spider-Man swung through New York with his usual energy, red and blue cutting a bright streak across the clear sky.
"Yo, readers! Your lovely friendly neighborhood Spider-Man here, crashing the party once again" Peter narrated cheerfully while launching a fresh web-line with a crisp thwip.
"I know this story was supposed to be all about Yuta being the edgy, cool main character. But honestly? It's my city, my morning, and I'm hijacking this chapter.
Sorry, Yuta! You can be mysterious and brooding All you want later. Right now, let me show you why being Spider-Man is the best thing ever."
Peter spotted an elderly woman struggling with heavy grocery bags and smoothly dropped down gracefully beside her
"Here, let me help with those, ma'am." he said warmly, taking the bags and carrying them all the way up to her third-floor apartment.
The old woman's face wrinkled into a huge smile. "Spider-Man, you're a saint!"
"Aw, you're too kind." rubbing the back of his neck, peter couldn't help the blush that was hidden by his mask. "Just your friendly neighborhood delivery service. Have an awesome day!"
As he swung away, he picked up the monologue again. "See that? That's the real good stuff.
Not every day has to be fighting giant monsters or dealing with multiversal nonsense. Sometimes it's just helping sweet old ladies and feeling like a million bucks."
A block later, he heard cries for help,a little boy pointing up at a tree where a fluffy orange cat was meowing pitifully.
"On it, kid!" Spider-Man climbed up effortlessly and gently scooped the cat making sure to delivered it safely into the boy's arms.
A group of children nearby stared with wideeyed wonder.
"Whoa it's the real spider man! You're the coolest hero!" one girl yelled.
Peter crouched down to their level , lenses of his maskshifting happily. "Hey, little heroes . Always remember , real strength is helping people when they need it.
Just promise me you won't try the wall-crawling at home, okay? Leave the crazy stuff to me." He gave them a thumbs-up and a couple of encouraging words before launching back into the air.
"Man, I love that part." Peter resumed his fourth wall breaking. "The looks on their faces make all the bruises , late arrivals to classes and Jameson rants totally worth it. Speaking of which… time to get to school before I'm late again.
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Midtown High,Queens
Peter ducked into an alley, changed back into his civilian clothes in record time, and jogged through the front doors. His messy brown hair was windswept and his hoodie slightly rumpled, and his backpack hung off one shoulder.
Spotting his friend Mark Grayson by the lockers, parker slowed down his jogging. Mark was a tall, athletic teen with dark hair, kind eyes, and that fresh-faced, slightly overwhelmed look of someone whose only recently started discovering himself.
Morning, Mark!" Peter greeted with a grin. "Busy morning?"
Mark smiled back exhaustion evident in his eyes. "You could say that. I almost… you know what, just forget it."
Peter patted his shoulder comfortingly. " It's that bad huh?"
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Jujutsu High – Tokyo
In a tense traditional Japanese room Yuta Okkotsu faced three glowering Higher-Ups hidden behind a shoji each .
Yuta stood tall with messy black hair and unimpressed eyes that made the elders look even smaller.
The lead elder sneered."The school incident, do you expect us to believe that is the work of wondering cursed spirits. Explain yourself."
Yuta leaned back lazily clearly not impressed. "Read the report. I made everything clear, unless you are illiterate of course"
" Such, insolence. You will show respect—"
"Respect?" Yuta's voice turned ice-cold as he projected his cursed energy. "The only reason you old fossils are still breathing is because Satoru Gojo finds your pathetic games entertaining… and because I haven't decided to kill you yet."
He stood up making sure to emphasize his next words. "You're ants waiting to be squashed. Know your place."
Yuta left without uttering another word.
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Midtown High – Science Class
Peter slipped into his seat. Beside him was Gwen Tennyson a confident, intelligent girl with long orange hair tied into a ponytail and bright green eyes that reflected the rays of the sun.
Next to her sat Ben Tennyson, her cousin, an energetic boy with shaggy brown hair and a cocky grin. He wore a long sleeved green track suit that had the number 10 plastered in it.
"Parker! You barely made it," Ben whispered excitedly. "I may have broken the club's projector earlier . Totally normal stuff for you right? You can fix it right?."
Gwen sighed exasperatedly at her cousins reckless tendencies. "Ben, you're going to get us all in trouble one day."
Peter chuckled at the usual chaotic duo. "You can leave it to me , I can fix it."
Ben nodded gratefully as he wrapped his arms around peter and started showering him in praises.
Gwen in the other hand shock her head gently and glanced at the empty seat next to her.
'I wonder when will he come back, it's kinda boring in here.' the dreamy look on her face only intensified as fond memories resurfaced out.
Glancing back at the idiotic duo standing next to her Gwen couldn't help the crescent moon like smile that crept up her beautiful face' I guess it's not that bad ...'
Later during Lunchtime the he usual crew filled their big table. Ned Leeds the short ,chubby, and endlessly enthusiastic geek was already waving his phone around
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"Dude, the new Spider-Man video is blowing up! That flip he did for no reason? It's Legendary! Everyone calling it the most useless thing ever, even so he looks so cool"
Peter played it cool while munching on his sandwich yet he couldn't stop the blush that crept to his due to shame and a bit of pride. "Yeah, the guy's pretty awesome..."
Across from them sat Mark along side his girlfriend Eve . Samantha Eve Wilkins was strikingly beautiful, with long Orange hair, bright blue eyes, and an elegant aura that made her stand out even in a school uniform.
Both she and Gwen where two of the school's top beauties, there were rumors about both of them having their own fanbases .
Peter parker's day wouldn't be completed without the misfortune he always gets. As he was munching on his tuna sandwich a shadow loomed over him denying him the sweet time
Flash Thompson the blond, muscular jock, swaggered over with a nasty smirk, noticing Yuta wasn't around anymore.
"Hey, Penis Parker. Where's your scary bodyguard? That Okkotsu freak finally ditch your lame ass?"
Peter sighed , of course his day can't go without struggles. "Not today, Flash."
"Or what?" Flash laughed wholeheartedly, trying to flex in front of his girlfriend .
A soda can suddenly dumped itself straight into Flash's lap. Eve who used her powers didn't even glance up from her book . "Oops my hands must be slippery."
The whole table burst into laughter as Flash reddened like a tomato that was about to burst, glaring at everyone standing there laughing at him including Liz allan the girl he was trying to impress. Gritting his teeth in anger he stormed off soaking wet.
Peter turned to Eve gratefully and thanked her. " I owe you one."
The girl In question waved him off" we told you peter, you have to stand up to people like Thomson. Otherwise when the next time comes around you might find yourself alone."
Peter sighed softly out of recognition, he had been told that many times by Gwen (Stacy) and Yuta. How many times did he want to stop flash, it was easy for him. But to use his powers on a weaker defenseless person... That is not something uncle Ben wouldn't approve off.
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Jujutsu High – Afternoon
Yuta was walking down the corridor quietly humming a song when Maki Zenin blocked his path
"Okkotsu," she said pointed at him directly. "Train with me. No holding back. I want to become stronger."
Yuta gave her a faint dangerous smile. It was like someone willingly giving themselves for torture."You sure about that?"
"Tomorrow morning. Training grounds."she rested her arms on her hips in a way that made her look confident and endearing at the same time.
Oh how much is going to enjoy this
"Try not to die too quickly, Maki."
She scoffed and walked away, full of fire completely not taking his words seriously. Something which will come later to hunt her.
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Queens – Evening
Back home, Aunt May pulled Peter into a hug while Uncle Ben sat at the table with the newspaper.
"Rough day?" Ben asked kindly Notting the slumped shoulders and the dragging of his feets.
"Nah, it was pretty great..." Peter who was about to dismiss his worries saw the face of spiderman plastered on the front page of the news paper.
Ben, the wise preceptive man he is , took notice of Peter's gaze.
" I feel bad for this spiderman fella, I mean doing good and yet getting called a menace... Don't you agree?"
Peter didn't catch the knowing tone in Ben's voice and just answered tiredly " yeah... it's pretty sad..."
The old nodded still flipping through the newspaper " even if he doesn't get acknowledged for good deeds he still shows up and does what is right without needing a thank you, because that's what real heroes do"
Peter turned his face away and headed back to his room, but the words spoken by the man he respects the most left a smile on his face
Later that night, suited up again and swinging across the glittering skyline, Peter picked up his monologue once more.
"See, readers? This is what makes it all worth it. Saving people during the day, hanging with my insane group of powered friends at school, and still getting to be a hero at night. Jameson can call me a menace all he wants
I know what I'm doing is right and because of that I will continue being the hero this city needs.… we'll swing back to yuta next chapter... Probably. ..Maybe... who am I kidding , no promises from me, I might steal another one!"
Peter laughed under the mask and shot another web, disappearing into the night with pure joy.