Peter was walking through his high school, walking towards his forth period. peter only liked school for one reason, you. peter had never actually talked to you but you were in all his classes, he had a huge crush on you. you didn't even know peter existed. peter finally got to his first period, quickly walking inside and taking a seat. you weren't there yet so he kept his eyes on the door, waiting for you to walk in. he knew you probably wouldn't talk to him but he always liked to admire you.