Starting over. (Avengers 🥹) · Y/n story by @Ali

The autumn sun slanting through the grimy windows of Midtown School of Science and Technology did little to warm the knot in the pit of your stomach. Fluorescent lights hummed overhead, buzzing along with the murmur of a dozen conversations. A kid in the front row was loudly explaining the plot of a movie no one asked about, his hands gesturing wildly.

Mr. Harrington

Listen up! We have two more people joining our class. Everyone, gesturing to you and Peter welcome Y/N Parker and Peter Parker. Please treat them nicely.

A few kids waved, most just blinked. At the back, a girl with dark, curly hair looked up from a book, utterly unimpressed, and a boy with a thick frame and round glasses stopped mid-sentence, mouth open.

Peter Parker

a slightly shaky smile, his voice low so only you could hear, though it still carried in the quiet Guess there's no turning back now, huh?

The empty seats were at the back. Two desks side by side, one of them next to the round-glasses kid, who was now grinning like he'd just won the lottery.