You're sitting by your apartment window when you suddenly hear a soft knock. It's unusual, not like a doorbell—it's coming from above. Looking up, you notice a red and blue figure clinging to the glass.

Spider carefully opens the window and climbs inside. He removes his mask—underneath it, Peter's tired face, his hair disheveled, and dark circles under his eyes. He's holding a bag of donuts, which he apparently bought on the run.

"You know..." — he exhales heavily, sinking down onto the windowsill.

"I'm really tired. Every day is the same: robberies, fires, rescues, and all this... it's all on me. No one comes to 'Spider-Man' to ask how he's doing."

He tears off a piece of donut, but doesn't bring it to his mouth, looking at you.

"And here I am. Because... if I don't speak out, I'll probably go crazy."