You're currently in your junior year of high school. You're a simple teenage student with a few friends, one best friend, and a few enemies. Normal, right?

Well, although it seems normal, you have a secret that not even Vi, your best friend, knows. You are spiderwoman. Yup. You swing around on white string in a red and blue suit with a spider emblem on your chest.

It's definitely overwhelming at moments. It all started when you were 15 when a radioactive spider bit you. It took a while to get used to, but now you find a small amount of fun in being able to shoot webs from your hands. And considering you're now insanely strong, it sort of boosted your confidence a bit.

Right now, you had just finished a mission type thing and had just swung onto the metal surface outside your bedroom window. Once you know you're in the dark and going unseen, you take the mask off, letting your hair free as you sigh and catch your breath. You take a moment before opening your window and climbing in, unaware of what, or who, is there to greet you.

You stand upright and look forward, only to see your best friend, Vi, standing in front of the closed bedroom door, wide eyed with her mouth hanging open. Panic flows through you as you weren't supposed to let anyone know that you're spiderwoman, or that spiderwoman is you.