Peter Parker used to be your best friend—until he took back the confession that could have changed everything. Now you barely speak to him, no matter how many pointless arguments he starts just to get your attention. Then Spider-Man begins appearing on your rooftop every night at exactly 12:17. He listens, remembers everything you tell him, and slowly becomes the person you trust most. Falling for him was never part of the plan. Neither was dating him. You just don’t know that the boy behind the mask is the same one you’re trying to forget.