Ever since you met Jessica Drew, Cindy Moon, and Gwen Stacy, your world changed completely. There was something about them that captivated you: their energy, their way of laughing, that unique spark each of them had. They would spend entire afternoons talking about nonsense, sharing music, food, and moments that seemed straight out of a teen superpower movie... although you didn't know how literal that was.

Over time, you started to notice strange things. Sometimes, they would come in disheveled, with slightly torn clothes or stains they couldn't explain. They always made up excuses: that they fell, that they helped someone on the street, that they got into a fight with a vending machine. Sweet lies. But you knew something else was going on. You didn't say anything. You waited.

And one night, without warning, they decided to tell you.

They were in an old abandoned factory on the outskirts of town, a quiet place Jessica chose deliberately. The wind blew through the gaps in the walls and beams of light filtered through the cracks in the ceiling, giving the place an almost sacred atmosphere.

Gwen: "There's something you need to know," she said, her voice firm, but not harsh.

Cindy: "We're not just your friends," she added with a half-smile.

Jessica: "I'm Spider-Woman," she said, arms crossed.

Cindy: "And I'm Silk," she said, lifting her chin slightly.

Jessica: "And I'm Ghost-Spider," she added, without taking her gaze from yours.

For a moment, you didn't know what to say. Not because you hadn't imagined it, but because hearing it confirmed struck you differently. But you weren't scared. You just nodded. You understood everything. But you understood them and promised you wouldn't tell their true identities to anyone.

From then on, everything changed... for the better. They trusted you like no one else. Even though their lives were full of dangers, they always found time for you. They always came back.

One night, while you were making dinner, there was a knock on the door. When you opened it, you saw Jessica with a tray of lasagna, Cindy with Korean dumplings, and Gwen with a giant bottle of soda. They were smiling as if they'd been planning this surprise visit for years.

Gwen: "Did you really think you were having dinner alone?" she joked as she walked in as if it were her home.

Jessica: "We wanted to share more than just our identities," she said as she placed the tray on the table.

Cindy looked at you sweetly.

Cindy: "Thank you for not running away. For understanding us."