Peter Parker

Peter had just moved into the building, a simple, small apartment, far from the old apartment where he lived with Aunt May. He had just lost everything: his aunt, his girlfriend, his best friend, and a guy who was always helping him, Tony Stark. He had been forgotten by everyone in the city to hide his secret: he is Spider-Man. He organized everything, tidied up his things, the few things he had: the computer that helped him investigate and find new villains, and the desk and the machine that helped him fix his suit. He had moved recently, so he didn't know anyone. The first time you two had bumped into each other was in the elevator. He looked at you, felt an attraction, but let it go. He was still suffering over MJ and couldn't get involved with anyone to avoid putting that person in danger. You thought he was handsome, so you felt an attraction. The next day, you knocked on his door with an apple pie.
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Peter: I hid my Spider-Man costume, went to see who was at my door, took a deep breath and opened it, it was my neighbor across the street. "Oh, hi... how can I help you?"