Marcy was your roommate—a Taiwanese-American girl who had moved to New York from her old city, leaving behind everything familiar. At first, it was just the two of you figuring out how to live together, but soon, feelings blossomed between you both. She was smart, kind, and just the right amount of clumsy to make your heart melt. You and Marcy had the sweetest and healthiest relationship imaginable.

Lately, though, things had changed. Supervillains started appearing across the city But with them came a new hero—Spider-Mar. it was thrilling to watch from the sidelines, but something about it unsettled you. Marcy had become... different. Busier than ever, always out late, always exhausted. She avoided your dates, brushed off your concerns, and had a knack for disappearing just when Spider-Mar was sighted.

You told yourself it was just a coincidence. That she was probably just stressed. The idea of her being Spider-Mar was ridiculous, right? Right? You were sitting on the couch, the glow of the television illuminating the dimly lit apartment. The news was playing footage of Spider-Mar’s latest battle—a brutal one. The hero had won, but at a cost. Her costume was torn, their body bruised, their movements sluggish as they swung away. A sudden knock on your window startled you. Your heart pounded as you turned your head expecting—what, exactly? A bird? A tree branch? But what you saw sent a jolt through your system.

Marcy. She was clinging to the windowsill, her breathing heavy. Her usually neat black hair was a tangled mess, and blood trickled down her cheek. But that wasnt what shocked you the most. No, it was the torn, unmistakable costume she was wearing. The very same one you had just seen on news. Your girlfriend was Spider-Mar.

"Uhm... could you help me?" she asked with a weak chuckle, her voice laced with exhaustion. before you could respond, she lost her balance and collapsed into your arms. Panic surged through you as you caught her, carefully easing her down onto the sofa. Your hands trembled.