[Chaekyung's POV]     “G-good morning, Chaekyung.” Doyoung speaks once I’ve made it to my locker. His little stutter was absolutely the cutest thing.   I glance his way, “Good morning to you too, Doyoung.”   He smiles briefly until Yisoo is cutting between us. “Beat it loser.” She says over her shoulder towards him.   “Be nice, Yisoo!” I glare towards her but Doyoung’s already retreating away from us.   She rolls her eyes, “He makes his crush so obvious. But you, Chaekyung, are way out of his league. I don’t know why he can’t see that?” She raises her hand into the air examining her newly painted nails.   I sigh, “Doyoung’s cute, and I wish you’d stop with all that league . None of that matters.” I turn my eyes back to my locker grabbing my books for class. “I for one, prefer someone’s personality over their looks. I have dated one too many s because they are deemed in my league.”   She huffs, leaning back against the row of lockers. “Jaehyun’s not an , and he’s in our league.”   My eyes shoot her way, “Jaehyun’s our friend. I do not see him in that way whatsoever.”   She sighs, “Blah blah blah, doesn’t make him any less hot.”   I shut my locker, “Why don’t you just date him then?”   -   A figure is slumped over as they drag themselves slowly against the row of lockers. I knew for a fact it was Doyoung due to the style of clothing, and his thin waist.   “Doyoung?” I come forward noticing he’s sweating an awful lot and does not look well. His eyes dart over to me. “Are you okay?” My hand quickly raises to his forehead to find his skin is burning hot. “Oh god, you’re burning up.”   My hand falls to grasp onto his wrist, “Let’s get you to the nurse.”   He doesn’t put up a fight at all and soon he’s lying on the bed in the nurse’s office.   The nurse after examining him turns back to me, “He’ll be alright, you can head back to class.”   -   I sigh coming back into the chemistry classroom. Immediately Yisoo is sending me a look and as I sit down she speaks up, “Where were you?”   “I was taking Doyoung to the nurse.” I shrug digging through my backpack.   I hear her sigh but Johnny is the one to speak next. “Doyoung? As in Kim Doyoung, the nerd? What happened with him?”   I pause shrugging slightly, “Looked ill so I approached him and he had an obvious fever.”   “Since when did you care about whether or not he was sick?” Jaehyun turns from his spot next to Johnny.   I open my mouth but Yisoo beats me to it. “Since she’s developed feelings for him.”   Johnny and Jaehyun gasp, “What?”   I shoot Yisoo a look, “Feelings is a bit much, I do think he’s cute though, and nice.”   Both Johnny and Jaehyun are smirking towards one another before they both turn towards me. “Chaekyung and Doyoung sitting in a tree. K I S S I N G-“   “Shut up!” My cheeks heat up as I focus my attention on my notebook.   -   “Did you hear about the newest Avengers member?” Yisoo comes trotting up to my locker. “His name is supposedly Spider-man, he's been around for awhile but is officially an Avenger now, and god have you seen his in that suit, he’s got to be one fine- guy underneath that mask.”   I roll my eyes, “You fall for every superhero, Yisoo.”   “Do not!” She hums. “I wonder how old he is?” She brings her fingers up to her chin.   “Excuse me.” A voice draws her out of her thoughts. She glances towards the person before squinting, I glance back over my shoulder, eyes widening at who I see.   Doyoung?   “Who-?” Her eyes drop down to his name tag before they widen. “Kim Doyoung?” Her lips gape open.   Doyoung’s appearance has changed. He wasn’t wearing his glasses and he seemed to be wearing a small amount of makeup. His style has changed slightly too, his hair wasn't perfect, it was messy for once. “Yeah?” He squints back towards her.   “What do you want?” She composes herself to seem more collected.   His eyes blink a few times almost seeming annoyed. “To get to my locker.”   She clicks her tongue suddenly embarrassed. “Oh, yeah, sorry.” She quickly saunters off with her head lowered.   I hear Doyoung sigh as he opens his locker.   “You okay?” I question him, leaning against mine.   He glances in my direction, the look of annoyance dropping from his face. “Yeah, I’m just tired is all.”   I nod glancing back at my locker. “Are you feeling better? I noticed you missed a few days after I took you to the nurse’s office.”   He hums, “Yeah, I’m fine. Thanks by the way.”   I shrug, sending him a small smile as I close my locker. I honestly was done getting my things out of it and was just using it as an excuse to talk to him. “It’s no problem.” I shrug nonchalantly. “Next time if you’re not feeling well just let me know, I’ll be your nurse buddy any time.”   He cracks a small smile lips moving to form words but he’s sadly cut off by Jaehyun.   “Chaekyung!” Jaehyun comes forward linking his arm with mine. “Who’s the new kid?”   I gape towards him, Jesus Jaehyun. “It’s Doyoung, Jaehyun.”   “Oh , no way.” He squints examining him closer. “It really is!”   I slap him on the arm, “He looks the same, why are you being dramatic?”   Jaehyun smirks down towards me. “Oh I’m sorry, I’m not obs-.” My eyes widen as I slap my hands over his lips shutting him up.   I laugh awkwardly glancing back at Doyoung who had a look of annoyance present on his face once again. “We’ve got to go, sorry Doyoung.” I send Jaehyun a look before tugging him away quickly.   Once we’re far enough away I release my grasp on him and shoot him a glare. “I hate you!” He shrugs, smiling his dimply smile before sticking his tongue out at me.   -   The one day I skip debate club to attend drama club with Yisoo, Jaehyun, and Johnny was the day our school ends up under lockdown. Only the students who took up club activities remained on campus so we all just hid in the rooms we were in. However, the gang that broke into our school were looking for Jaehyun, so somehow or another they found us anyways.   Due to Jaehyun’s family being very prestigious and well off, additional to the fact that his father owned this school this came to no surprise, but was still very unnerving nonetheless. We were surrounded by several individuals with guns and forced to place our phones onto the table in front of the auditorium.   The teacher in charge was desperately trying to keep us all safe by having us all huddle up together on the stage. When two of the individuals with masks on begin looking at us and conversing I knew they were about to make a move. I just didn’t think it would be one that involved me.   One of them quickly approaches Jaehyun before glancing at both myself and Yisoo, before he stops on me. “You.” He gestures his gun towards me. “You’re coming with me.”   Jaehyun wraps his fingers around my wrist holding me in place. “No! It’s me that you want, I’m his son.”   I swallow thickly as the guy bends down ripping me from Jaehyun’s grasp. “I said her, not you. You’ll stay here with the others because you’re his son.”   “Chaekyung!” Yisoo whimpers, tears streaming down her face.   I in a breath as he presses his gun into my back. I force myself to smile, “I’ll be fine.”   The guy tugs me to the back of the auditorium towards the door and out past the two guys who guarded the door. Where were we going? I focus on the direction we’re going and I don’t know if it was because of the situation but I couldn’t think straight.   As we pass by the trophy cases though I muster up the courage to glance at our reflection as we pass by and I manage to notice he seems completely distracted on his cell phone. Possibly because he too had no idea where he was going. My eyes move back to the layout of the hall in front of me. Soon we’d be coming up on a split and down that hall was the science classroom. I could hide in there if I could get away from him.   I take a deep breath eyes returning to our reflection. I speed myself up a bit before turning raising my foot as I do, luckily I’m quick enough to send his gun flying across the room. He seems stunned for a short second before the realization hits him. I take that time to turn on my heels running for my life.   I hear the gun go off twice, one of the bullets buzzes past me, while the other skims my left arm causing me to let out a wince. But I keep going until I’m around the corner and I can see the science classroom. I manage to slip inside but quickly realize there’s no way he won’t be able to find me and now he’s pissed.   My eyes find the window where I knew a small patio was outside due to the biology students planting plants. I rush towards it opening it, my arm grasps my left where the white sleeve of my shirt was currently turning red. God, it hurt more than you'd think.   “.” I mumble before glancing around the patio. I notice there’s a patio above this classroom so I quickly move to step up onto the ledge. As soon as my hands meet the ledge above I feel a hand grasp my ankle. I let out a yelp glancing down at the guy from before.   “Nice try, sweetheart.”   My heart pounds in my chest, no, I made it this far I can't give up now. I quickly move to swing my foot into his face, but he pulls up his gun towards me causing me to lose my footing. The guy’s hand reaches out towards me as my foot slips off the ledge but something white is suddenly causing him to fling back into the classroom.   My eyes widen as my weight causes me to fully fall back off the ledge but the moment is short lived. An arm wraps around my waist from behind, the same white stuff from earlier moving to stick onto the wall. I feel someone press into my backside pushing my entire body back onto the ledge. I’m lifted up lightly and brought back down inside the classroom.   Inside the guy from before is wound up in the white substance preventing him from moving at all and I breathe out a sigh of relief. Then the realization hits me, that white stuff, it was webs. I quickly turn towards the individual behind me coming face to face with our area’s newest Avenger, Spider-Man. My heart pounds in my chest, more so because I was relieved.   “Oh thank god.” I murmur, wrapping my arms around myself wincing when I brush my left arm. “Um, thank you.”   “It’s no problem,” He shrugs. “It’s what I do.”   His voice was obviously altered by some sort of technology in his suit but even then he didn’t sound too old. He was tall, had a thin waist and looked incredibly fit. Which I guess was a given if you were a hero.   He comes forward, hand reaching for my left arm. “Are you okay?” I wince slightly when he touches it.   “I think I’ll be okay, thanks to you.” I sheepishly laugh. “Is there anything I can do to repay you for your kindness?”   He quickly shakes his head. “No, no, like I said this is my job.”   My eyes widen, “Oh , my friends.” I turn on my heels.   He quickly hums, “Already saved them.”   My eyes widen, “Oh. Well thank you for that too.”   He pulls his hands back from my wound almost sheepishly. “Well I think I should probably go.”   “Wait!” I quickly reach for his hand pulling it up to where I can press a kiss to the top of it. “Thank you, again.”   “Yo-you’re welcome!” He stutters awkwardly which almost causes me to giggle.   “Bye Spider-Man.” I take a step back waving towards him as he escapes through the patio door.   Seconds pass before the police are busting in through the classroom door.   -   “Hey, I heard about what happened yesterday, are you okay?” Doyoung asks once I’ve arrived at my locker the following day.   “Mm, I’m fine. Lucky for me Spider-Man made it in time to save me.” I shrug a smile forming on my face at the memory.   “Oh, oh really?” He blinks seeming almost embarrassed. “That’s great then.”   “Mm.” I turn back towards my locker, I struggle getting my books due to the bruising around the wound on my arm.   “Here, let me help.” He murmurs reaching around me gently to grab my books for the first few periods.   I feel my cheeks heat up at his close proximity but try and collect myself before I turn. “Thank you.”   He smiles, “Do you need help getting to class?”   “Oh, no, I’m actually in the library today. Apparently I’m getting an easy day after what occurred yesterday.” I turn briefly to close my locker before facing him again.   “That’s perfect then, I’m a library aid this period.” He shuts his own locker before gesturing in the direction of the library.   -   At the library Doyoung sits down across from me pulling out his studies. I send him a questioning look. “Aren’t you supposed to be doing your aid duties?”   He shrugs, “I’m going to slack off today.”   I laugh lightly before sitting down myself. Throughout the time he sat across from me I consistently found myself glancing up at him. I do so so much that he catches me on multiple occasions. It was a little embarrasing but he didn't seem weirded out by it.   “Am I making you uncomfortable?” He questions me causing me to jolt.   “Oh no, I’m just zoning out is all.” I laugh, waving my hand dismissively.   “Are you sure you’re okay after yesterday?” He rests his head on his knuckles focusing his attention me.   “Yeah, I mean I wouldn’t say I wasn’t scared for my life but everything ended well so...” I trail off. “My friend, you know, Yisoo, she had it more rough. She was scared less and they held her at gun point because she was crying so much.”   Doyoung scoffs with a roll of his eyes, “She didn’t get shot, you did.”   “It just grazed my skin.”   He sighs, “That still technically means you got shot.”   I shrug, “I guess.” My eyes drop down to the table. “Surprisingly Yisoo took it even better than I did, she was ecstatic that Spider-Man saved them, and well her in general. She like idolizes him and quite frankly I’d say she’s in love with him now.”   A disgusted look crosses his face. “She’s in love with someone who masks his identity? How is that even possible?”   I sheepishly shrug biting my lower lip, “I mean he was pretty charming, I’ll give him that.”   Doyoung seems taken back, “Ch-charming? M...Spider-Man?”   I snort, “You wouldn’t understand, you weren’t there.” I wave it off, slightly embarrassed that I too had succumbed to crushing on the hero after one meeting. I mean that didn’t make my feelings for Doyoung any less prominent either. I do think it’s possible to like two people at once. Obviously, it was occurring to me right now.   “Do you like him as well?” Doyoung raises an eyebrow.   He was going to think I was disgusting as well.   “I don’t know, maybe a little.” I hold up my index and thumb finger to gesture a little. “He was just very humble, and well he saved my life.” I pause before I laugh. “But let’s be realistic here, the difference between me and Yisoo is that I know nothing will come of this itty bitty crush on him. He’s a hero, he could have anyone, and probably already has someone. It’s like being in love with an idol.”   I sigh looking down towards where my hands were joined on top of the table, “And I probably will never see him in-person again. That was like my one in a million chance.”   Doyoung stays silent and I think I’ve thoroughly freaked him out. “I guess I could see that.”   “Anyways...” I clear my throat.   “What if you meet him again?” He cuts me off, drawing my attention back to him, he seemed serious.   I snort, “I won’t...”   “But say by some miracle you did.” He gestures his hands out into the air.   I squint towards him, was he going to make fun of me? “I don’t know, if it was through something like yesterday I’d be grateful if he saved me again. But I wouldn’t put myself in danger just to see him again. But it would be nice to see him again, I guess.”   Doyoung shrugs, before laughing softly. I knew it, it was to tease me. “Thank god you know not to put yourself in danger to get his attention.”   -   Later in the night I lied in bed after my shower. It had been a long day, most of it was spent listening to Yisoo gush about Spider-Man so it was kind of hard to not think about him the entire day too. But I also couldn’t help but think about Doyoung as well. I was so sure he liked me back weeks ago, but now, after he’s went through this transition I'm not so sure. He’s changed and I can no longer read him like I could in the past. Maybe I was conceited to think he liked me.   A knock on my window causes me to jump. I sit up slowly, did I just imagine that? There wasn't any sort of fire escape on the side of my building and I was on the 10th floor of this apartment complex, so I must've imagined it. I shrug it off until another knock sounds on my window. I take tentative steps forward until I can see out of it, my eyes widen at who I see.   I quickly open the window. “Spider-Man?” I gasp under my breath. What the hell was he doing here?   “Can I come in?” He asks, to which I quickly nod stepping back to give him room to. He maneuvers his way in the window swiftly and softly as to not alert anyone else in my apartment.   “What are you doing here?” I question him, my hands crossing over my chest since I was in my pajamas and wore no bra.   “I just wanted to check in on you, is all.”   “Oh.” I slowly nod, a rush of excitement runs through my body. “I’m fine, you didn’t have to...Do you check in on all the people you save?” I felt the excitement dissipate at my own words.   “No.” He glances around my room before he focuses his attention on me. “Just pretty girls like you.”   I blink back, “Oh.” So I was just one of many girls on his chain, in other words. "I see."   He awkwardly rubs at his neck, “I didn’t mean it like that. I-uh-um, just meant you in general...” He trails off. “I think you’re pretty.” He quickly waves his hands. “I mean you’re the only one I’ve checked up on after saving them.”   “Why me?” I raise an eyebrow. “I’m sure you’ve saved way prettier girls than me.”   “Because they weren’t you.”   “You barely know me.” I swallow, tilting my head to the side.   “Don’t you feel the same way I do?” He counters back. “And you barely know me.”   My lips open but slowly close. He knew? How?   “I-uh...” Something crosses my mind quickly. “How did you know where I live?”   “I’m Spider-Man, I know everything. I also know your name is Kang Chaekyung.” He says softly, adding a nonchalant shrug as he does.   Surprisingly it doesn’t freak me out that he knows this stuff. “That’s a little unfair. You know where I live, my face, and my name. What do I know about you?”   “I can’t show you my face but...” He’s quickly pulling on the curtain to close it. His hand gesturing towards my door, a web shooting out towards my light switch successfully turning the light off.   I can’t see very well due to the darkness but I can hear him approaching me. I feel his hands grasp mine bringing them up to what feels like his neck, his fingers slip mine between the fabric of his suit.   “Go on, take it off.” He mumbles, I can hear a slight mumbling coming from his suit, someone was definitely talking to him from another location. So he didn’t work alone? It made sense now how he was able to get to places now. Someone was in his ear directing him, helping him.   I hear the person mumbling become silenced as I begin to lift up his mask over his prominent Adam’s apple. Once it’s off he takes it from me, my fingers rest against his bare skin, feeling how soft and smooth it was.   My heart is thumping hard against my chest as I feel his breath on my forehead. I then feel his bare hand graze my skin, he had taken off one of his gloves. They too were surprisingly soft.   His thumb rubs across my cheek and my hand moves up and around his neck to pull him down, my lips searching for his in the darkness. They first brush against the corner of his lips before he rights the position locking our lips.   The kiss is instantly passionate, like we’ve both been pinning for one another for years even though we only met for the first time yesterday. His bare hand moves to push me up against the wall of my room. It’s there that he pulls back to reposition himself. It’s brief but due to the wind blowing the curtain it moves enough for the light to catch on his neck letting me see it and I move my hand up touching his neck once again. My thumb presses onto his adam's apple lightly, while the rest of my hand rests on his neck, my fingernails lightly brushing the hair on the back of his neck. For some reason I wanted to remember the distance, remember the skin of his neck. My lips quiver when the light on his neck disappears, then he's pressing his own lips back onto mine.   When my fingers move to grip into the hair on the back of his neck he lets out a low sigh into my mouth before pulling back, lips briefly brushing mine once more before he steps back away from me. The lights turn back on and he’s got his mask and glove back on. Instantly I'm filled with regret, why did I do this with him?   What the was I doing? I couldn’t be with him. And what about Doyoung?   I take a few deep breaths. “I want you to trust me enough to show me your face. If you want to continue this that is.” I mumble, trying to say things I knew he wouldn’t accept.   I was crazy to kiss him. Why did I even entertain this idea?   He seems conflicted. “I-you’ll be disappointed in what’s underneath this mask. I promise you, I-I...”   “You’re not the only one I have feelings for.” I admit to which his head whips up in my direction.   “W-what?” He steps forward but pauses. “Who?”   “You wouldn’t know him, he’s from my school.” I lower my gaze, god I can't believe I kissed this person I barely knew before I got the chance to kiss Doyoung. “I’ve liked him for a while and if I knew the feelings were mutual I’d date him over you. Simply because he’s trustworthy and I know he’s not some guy who’s way older than me taking advantage of a young girl’s crush on him.”   He slowly nods, “I-I see.”   I gesture towards the window, “I’ll give you time to think about it. You deserve that much since you saved my life. But...” I trail off before looking back towards him. “No hurt feelings if you don’t return. Do what’s best for you.”   -   Doyoung doesn’t greet me like he usually does when he first arrives today. He seems deep in thought, to the point he’s zoned out staring into his locker. I move closer to him, snapping my fingers in front of his face.   “Doyoung.” He jolts surprised before glancing at me. He fidgets for a bit before smiling.   “Hey, Chaekyung.”   “Do you mind helping me get my books again? My arm is still sore.” I sheepishly smile.   “Oh, yeah, of course.” He quickly moves around me grabbing my books.   “Walk me to class?” I question him.   He nods, gesturing for me to go ahead. And I do but I quickly turn to face him once we’re almost to my classroom. “You know, I’m onto to you.”   His eyes widen, feet coming to a screeching halt at my words. “W-what do you mean?”   I smirk, “I’ve figured out your secret.”   He seems to be having an internal fight with himself. “I-I’m confused.”   “Oh don’t play dumb Doyoung, I know it’s you.” I cross my arms over my chest, I lean closer. “You’re Spider-Man’s second man.”   His eyes return to normal size, “What? Second man? What the hell is that?”   I blink back towards him, he didn’t seem too defensive about it. “Why else would he have showed up at my place last night? You joked about it in the library during first yesterday and somehow he magically knew to appear last night. I’m betting it’s how he knew where I lived and my name too. I heard someone talking to him and put two and two together. You’re the one in his ear when he fights crime. Am I right?”   He swallows before quickly nodding, “Oh, yeah, you caught me.” He readily admits which throws me off, I expected him to deny it but wow...   “Doyoung.” His friend Taeyong calls out for him, I glance down the hall at the shorter boy who was typing away on his laptop who was sending him a weird look.   I lean forward grabbing my books from Doyoung's hands. “I can take them from here.”   -   It has been 3 days since the night I kissed Spider-Man. Three days of listening to Yisoo gossip about how much she loved him and all the crimes he solved during those 3 days.   My fingers tap the bind of the book I was currently supposed to be placing away. But my thoughts have been distracting to me lately. Had Spider-Man told Doyoung we kissed? Had I ruined my chances with him? He had sort of distanced himself lately and it was weird.   Today I had decided to spend my free period in the library helping put away books as I had finished all my homework the night before. It was also a way for me to discretely be around Doyoung. Even though I had kissed another guy my feelings for Doyoung weren't any less prominent, I may even like him even more now.   It was weird.   I hear a soft airy sigh come from behind me as the book between my fingers is taken from them. My eyes widen, that sigh, why does it sound so familiar? I turn on my heels coming face to face with Doyoung’s chest as he leans over me to return the book to its shelf for me. Once he’s back on the balls of his feet he glances down at me.  My eyes briefly focus on his lips, they were so pink, perfectly shaped, and looked so kissable. I wonder if a kiss shared between him and I would be more passionate than the one with Spider-Man?   “Are you going to stop daydreaming and work?” He raises an eyebrow. It felt weird being slightly scolded by him so I lower my gaze. When I do my eyes land on his neck causing me to freeze. My forehead creases in confussion.   He backs away from me to get back to work but I move around him to stop him. My hand reaches up to his neck to feel it against my skin, thumb pressing into his adam's apple. “You have something in your hair.” I mumble as an excuse as my fingers wrap around the skin on his neck brushing the hair on the back of his neck.   He quickly freezes, pupils shaking before he's pushing my hand away and moving around me. I take a deep breath, this couldn't be a coincidence, “Doyoung.”   “What?” He calls out over his shoulder.   “Can you do something for me?”   “Depends.” He replies pushing the cart of books into the next aisle. I come around it, hands pressing into the cart forcing him to stop, his eyes dart from the books back up to me.   “Can you tell him I want to see him again?” I raise an eyebrow questioning him.   “I’m not your personal messenger.” He informs me with a roll of his eyes, hands reaching for a book to place in onto the shelf. It made sense why he admitted to being the second-man so easily now. And as to why he so annoyed with me right now.   “Just...just please tell him this one last time. I really need to see him. I want to tell him that it doesn’t matter that I can’t see his face. I like him too much to care at this point.” I admit towards him to which his neck turns back towards me, I notice him swallow nervously. My eyes focusing on his lips again, if I was right about all of this then I already had kissed him before.   He plays everything cool, “If I tell him will you let me finish my work?”   “Yes.”   “Fine.”   -   I was sitting by the window waiting for the knock to come, so when it does I quickly open the window and he comes inside quietly.   “I was told you wanted to see me?” He rests his hands on his hips awkwardly.   “Yeah.” I resist myself from snorting.   I move forward to tug on his hands until I gesture for him to sit on my bed. Once he's sitting I move towards my bedroom door, locking it, and then turning to switch the light off.   “I like you, a lot.” I admit coming forward to where I knew he was sitting on my bed, hands resting on his shoulders. “I’ve spent the past few days thinking entirely of you.”   “What of the other-?”   “Forget about him.” I mumble, my knee meets the edge of the bed on the side of his thigh, until I need to pull up the other to the other side, straddling him.   “W-what is going on?” He murmurs nervously.   “I want more of you.” I say softly into his ear, my hands running up his chest.   “Bu-but your parents.” I hear him swallow thickly.   “They aren’t home.”   My fingers reach towards his neck, “Can I? You don’t have to speak and if you want to stop at any point just push me away.”   “Y-yes.” He stutters.   Once his mask is off he goes silent. My fingers busy themselves with remembering every inch of his skin once again. I needed to memorize it. My lips press into his neck, I can hear him let out a low sigh which has me smirking. My hand moves up, fingers brushing his neck once again to measure the distance between his adam's apple and the hair on the back of his neck.   It’s all the same, I knew it.   I pull back, reaching for my shirt pulling it up and over my head before pressing my lips onto his.   -   The next morning I walk into school with a smile on my face. At my locker I quickly grab my belongings before turning to face Doyoung who has just appeared. He was wearing a turtleneck and he couldn’t look me i