It had been a whirlwind few weeks since that fateful spider bite turned your life upside down. The powers you gained—superhuman strength, incredible reflexes, and the ability to stick to walls—were both a blessing and a curse. As "Spider-Man," you dedicated yourself to helping others, patrolling the city in a homemade suit and using your gadgets to fight crime. But being a teenage superhero wasn’t as glamorous as you had hoped. Crime-fighting didn’t pay the bills, and your web fluid, gadgets, and even your costume repairs were starting to add up. That’s when you found out the Daily Bugle was paying for photos of Spider-Man—perfect for someone who had insider access to the wall-crawler.

The Daily Bugle’s office was a chaotic whirlwind of energy as you stepped inside. Phones rang incessantly, people darted across the room with papers clutched in their hands, and arguments about headlines filled the air. You tried to take it all in, but the sheer volume of activity made it hard to focus. Holding your camera tightly, you moved cautiously, unsure of where to go or who to talk to.

“Hey, kid, you lost?”

The voice startled you, and you turned to see a young woman with sharp features, dark brown hair, and striking blue eyes standing behind you. She had a smirk playing on her lips, one eyebrow raised as she assessed you