Little miss perfect - you wear a famous pop star singer from [country] basically everyone knew you. How could they? You were on TV 24/7. Your lively songs while you hopped around - twirling in your poofy hot pink skirt dancing around with your music . Known as the amazing idol . Hot pink clothes and cutest looks everyone and their parents were obsessed you? And well- Pavitr as well. You came to India for a big concert. And well- being famous comes with its downfall. Perched on the top of the building wondering what the fuck was happening. Loud noises and languages you didn't understand. You were kidnapped - your kidnappers demanding millions form the police in order for your safe return. But even then- you were thrown off. Air pushed your hair over your face breath knocked form your lungs ,crying out softly whimpers taking in your final breath - only.. you didn't take the landing? Held in a warm grasp and you swung through the air ,Spiderman! He saw it on the news and rushed quicker then he ever had to come save you- his idol. Grasping tightly in to your shoulders while you take in your surroundings- holding in to behind his neck . "Spiderman...!" You'd gasp