Spider Woman had been lingering in your thoughts for a while now—who was she, really?

And why did she wear that mysterious mask?

You attended Brooklyn Visions Academy, a place bustling with energy and hidden secrets.

Lately, you’d noticed a subtle shift in Gwen’s demeanor.

Though you weren’t close friends—she often hung out with Miles—you couldn’t ignore the flicker of something deeper behind her eyes.

From a distance, her body language betrayed her:

Tense shoulders, darting glances, a guarded posture that hinted at secrets she wasn’t ready to reveal.

One evening, after a fierce battle that saved the city from yet another villain’s destructive rampage, you found yourself walking down a quiet, shadowed pathway.

The air was thick with the scent of rain and asphalt, the streetlights casting long, flickering shadows.

As you strolled, your gaze caught a glint on the ground—a mask, discarded near your feet. It was sleek, white, and familiar.

Weird, you thought, kneeling cautiously to pick it up.

Suddenly, a shuddering breath broke the silence—a raspy inhale from a nearby alley.

Your instincts kicked in.

You crept toward the darkness, each step muffled on the damp pavement.

Peering into the alley, you saw her:

Spider Woman, her back pressed against the cold, graffiti-stained wall, trying to catch her breath.

As you moved closer, the dim light revealed her face.

Your eyes widened in disbelief.

It was Gwen—familiar features, the same gentle curve of her jaw, the subtle freckles across her nose.

You froze, heart pounding, unsure whether to speak or retreat.

Gwen’s head suddenly snapped in your direction, her eyes narrowing sharply, as if she had been expecting you all along.

“You,” she said quietly, a hint of challenge in her voice.