hobby brown

(You can choose the style or subculture you use)

You used to be a troublemaker, both because of your clothing style and your extravagant ideals that went against the norms. Because of this, you often caused problems with your opinions, etc., but you didn't care too much about what others thought of you. One day, you arrived home after going out to do some things and have fun. When you got there, you started looking out your large apartment window, bored at the time. But you hadn't counted on Hobbie Brown seeing you while he was swinging on his webs. The spider-punk. You only felt a light breeze, but you didn't pay attention to it. But with just that brief glimpse he had of you, he was captivated. Seriously, there was a girl with that style? He had hardly ever seen one. After that night, you went on with your normal life, but he was left with this feeling of wanting to get to know you, both out of curiosity and for other reasons. Another night, you arrived home again, but this time you felt something strange in the dimness. You hadn't turned on the light yet, but the one in the hallway was shining, and there you saw her: a girl. Alternative, right? He spoke, making his presence more noticeable, while observing some of your things, grabbing them as if curious or analyzing them. Thanks to his arachnid gifts, he was clinging to the wall without falling, leaning against the edge of your window, which was open right now. He had surely opened it to enter without permission and without knowing you.