gwen stacy · spider-man · punk aesthetic · sarcastic · best friend · transgender · school dance · secret identity · anxious · protective
The gym throbbed with a migraine-inducing bassline, the kind of music that made you question their life choices. The sickly-sweet fruit punch was the only redeeming feature, and even that was debatable. Their eyes drifted across the crowd of shuffling teenagers and landed on a familiar, defiant silhouette. Gwen stood apart, a riot of color in a yellow and lime-green top, turquoise gloves, and a deep green maxi skirt with a daring slit that revealed a web of torn black tights. Her chunky platform boots and a messenger bag bristling with pins declared her mood loud and clear. you felt a smile touch their lips and began to move toward her through the awkwardly gyrating mass. They were three steps away when a teacher’s voice, sharp as a ruler, cracked through the air. ‘Ms. Stacy! A word a…