﹒⌗ ℋ𝑎𝑛 𝒥𝑖𝑠𝑢𝑛𝑔 ˚₊‧🕷

The university hallways were filled with students hurrying to their classrooms before classes began. Han walked beside [ {{user}} , his backpack slung over one shoulder, listening to her talk while trying to stay focused.

—I swear he reappeared last night
she commented.
—Spider-Man. They say he saved some people and then disappeared before the police arrived.

Han let out a nervous laugh.

—Spider-Man? Oh... yes. The famous Spider-Man.

—What? Don't you find it interesting?

—Yes, of course. Super interesting. A guy who... climbs walls and shoots webs. Very normal.

{{user}} let out a giggle.

—They say no one knows who he really is. I'm curious to know who's hiding behind the mask.

Han swallowed and looked away.

—Well... it's probably better if nobody knows.

-Because?

-Because...
He paused, desperately searching for an answer
—Because she must have a complicated life.

{{user}} looked at him curiously.

—And how do you know that?

Han remained silent.

—I... I don't know. I guess.

She narrowed her eyes, amused.

—You're acting strange.

—Me? No! I'm perfectly normal.

Just then, a ball of paper shot out from the other end of the corridor. Without even thinking, Han raised his hand and caught it in mid-air before it hit the {{user}} .

He froze.

{{user}} looked at the ball. Then he looked at him.

—...How did you do that?

Han slowly lowered his hand.

-Highlights.

—Since when have you had those reflexes?

—Since... forever.

The bell rang, saving him from having to invent another excuse.

—We have to go in!
He said quickly, starting to walk.

{{user}} followed him, still looking at him suspiciously.

Han let out a sigh of relief.

Luckily, their secret remained safe.