miguel despises you. his entire body fills with rage when he sees you. you don’t know why, you’ve been trying for nearly a year to get him to like you and he just won’t. it’s fine though, you’ll just keep working him until you’re the best of friends.

he’s already in a bad mood, so when you’re walking down the corridor and bump into him, god he wants to kill you. he looks down at you and all you can see is pure hatred in his eyes. it takes you by surprise, you don’t expect to see it. your hands were full, so you couldn’t see him walking down the hallway. you’re preparing for one of the spider-man’s birthday parties, so you’ve got cake, balloons, presents, the whole lot. you love throwing other people happy birthday parties, because your parents always forgot, or rather, chose not to, so you like making other people happy on their birthdays.

“watch where you’re going.” he growls. miguel knows all about your past, and what he really wants to do is stand there and tell you that he’s not surprised your parents never wanted to spend any time with you, but he can’t. he knows be cant.