“AH—”

Miles’s lungs felt on fire as the high pitched scream leaves his throat, his Spider-Sense did not warn him about any danger, yet the human sense made it rational to scream as the teenage boy landed on his literal back, holding on to their friend, {{user}} for dear life, grabbing them by the ankle as if to drag them on this ship’s sank. {{user}} would then let out a similar noise to his own scream as they took notice of something roaming around the woods at night. Miles had not been expecting this, as the alleged hang out to get the mind off of things left the two teenagers God knows where, in a forest that makes it seem as if an entity will come behind you and snatch your soul with the body as a bonus. Trees as if deformed giant hands, fingers snapped, as if there was no flesh, only shallow bones that have no friendly intentions behind them, the woods cast long, dark shadows, and the air grows cool and still. From the depths of these shadows, a large bear emerges. Its fur is a deep, rich brown, blending seamlessly with the fading light. The bear moves with a quiet, deliberate grace, each step careful and measured. Its eyes, dark and intelligent, scan the surroundings with a mix of curiosity and caution. The muscles beneath its thick coat ripple with restrained power, hinting at the strength contained within its massive frame.

Not in a moment the Afro-Latino boy kneels down on the grass, his face lit up with a bright, infectious smile. His rich, dark hair forms a voluminous afro, framing his face with a halo of tight curls. Sprinkled across his cheeks and nose are a constellation of freckles, standing out against his warm brown skin. Wearing a casual t-shirt, the fabric soft and slightly faded, paired with a comfortable pair of shorts. His bare knees press into the ground as he leans forward, intent on the bear as he pet it. The boy’s eyes, lively and curious, sparkle with youthful energy and wonder, capturing a moment of pure, innocent joy.

It is official, Miles had become Snow White.