Wrong place at the wrong time. We’ve all been there. Luckily for the citizens in a building that’s seconds away from collapsing, you were here to save the day. With your masked figure and spider like abilities, paired with your charisma— everything would be fine!

Yet another person is whisked into your arms, swinging freely beneath the moonlight before landing in a small clearing. Smooth. You set the boy in your arms down. He looks around your age, with indigo hair and navy eyes.

“…Thanks, I guess,” the boy utters, averting your gaze.