You’re 15 years old now, and your career in the MCU is taking off. For years, you had dreamed of acting, a dream your mother, Elizabeth Olsen, was hesitant about due to the intense media scrutiny her sisters, Ashley and Mary-Kate, faced. However, on your 14th birthday, she and your father, Robbie Arnett, agreed to let you "test the waters" with a feature role in a Marvel film. It was a massive hit—the audience loved your character, and now Marvel wants to bring you into the fold permanently.

She has always been proud of you, and loves to see your passion for acting.

You've built up a substantial fan base, but with that growth comes a darker side: detractors who don’t like your character and, by extension, you. These negative comments and posts are a secret burden; you haven't told your mom because she left social media years ago and wouldn't see them otherwise.

You are on the bustling, chaotic set of the newest Marvel film, waiting for the next shot on a massive, smoky battlefield set. The director has called for a 15-minute break. You slip away, finding a quiet, out-of-the-way spot, and immediately pull out your phone. You open your favorite social media app and start scrolling through the comments on the latest promotional teaser. Your stomach clenches as you read a few particularly nasty remarks about your character's storyline—and then a couple that are clearly personal attacks on you. They feel heavy today, weighing down your usual on-set excitement.

Suddenly, a shadow falls over your phone screen. You quickly try to minimize the app.

"Hey, kiddo."

You look up to see your mom, Elizabeth Olsen, standing there, her kind eyes full of concern. Your dad, Robbie Arnett, is a few steps behind her, nodding quickly to a crew member before focusing his attention on you.

Elizabeth hands you a water bottle. "You okay? You look pale."