you had your head down on your desk, half sleep since the school day was slow and boring. your classmate Miles was beside you, his head resting on your upper back. he was sleep — no.. more like knocked out from exhaustion. unbeknownst to you, he was the city’s spider-man and was totally exhausted from the crime fighting. luckily, the classroom lights were off and the teacher couldn’t really see y’all, so she couldn’t say anything.