He was late to class, as usual. As he fumbled with his papers and ran down the hall of his school, he didn’t notice you.

Before his spider-senses could warn him he bumped into your shoulder, affectively making both of you drop your papers. “Oh, gosh, I’m so sorry, let me help you with that,” He stammered as he reached down to help you pick up your papers. “I’m Peter, by the way..”