I am Peter Parker

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- What's wrong with me...?

A young blonde with the looks of a sultry heartbreaker and an athletic figure without too much loss in curves sat on the bed and couldn't take her eyes off the flames enveloping her arm.

It was thinning, flaring up as if about to start a fire, and then barely damping down. The fire hadn't made her uncomfortable before, but now there was a grimace of pain on her face. Pain not physical pain, but mental pain.

- Why is this happening...?

The girl was confused and didn't know what to do.

- Joanne, are you in here? - First opening the door and then knocking, her twin sister entered the room.

- Ah, Sue? Did you want something?

Although Sue was very similar to Joanne, for obvious reasons, the two couldn't be confused since the girls were fifteen. One paid attention to sports and got into trouble in every way possible. While the other was a good student and a good girl, even though she had also taken up a sport - ballet.

- You looked kind of down today, plus you left practice so early, did something happen? - Sue's usual role as the worried sister.

- Ha ha ha! I just got a little too involved in the bike ride yesterday. - Joanna's usual role is to put on a smile and try to deal with her problems without burdening anyone else.

**Some days later. Joanna**

Chasing after Electro, I felt myself back in control of my powers, manoeuvring between buildings in a fiery fashion.

- What!!!

But something strange happened again. The fire around me began to grow, and with that, I felt a burning heat, a scalding heat.

- Aaah!

From the pain, a scream burst out and I lost control of myself, later crashing into something.

- Hmmmm!

The building I had fallen through the roof of was quickly enveloped in fire. I tried to get up but immediately collapsed on my chest, I had no strength left.

- Ha...

A chuckle escaped my lips as I felt the heat of the flames. "I'm going to die from my own fire?" - Sarcasm flashed through my mind while moisture began to run down my cheeks.

- Joanna!

The last thing I heard before I lost consciousness was the scream of my ever-worried little sister. I'm sorry to hurt you again, but this time will certainly be the last....

**Real**

- Khaaah! - The girl I was holding in my arms could barely breathe, every breath seemed to tear her throat.

With tears in my eyes, I turned my gaze towards the shelf of expensive books, which were already getting closer to the flames.

Then I turned my gaze to the girl, cried again, and ran with all my might towards the exit, the main thing was to get there as fast as possible and then maybe I could save something.

- Whoa!

As soon as I jumped out of the fire, I was greeted with applause by the gawkers. I quickly ran over to the woman standing by the ambulance and handed her the blonde girl.

After that, I was about to rush back, but...

*♪ Explosion ♪

A huge explosion sounded in the building, and later it collapsed.

- ...

I continued to stand there in disbelief for a few seconds, and then, with my face visibly pale from the debt I'd incurred, I went home.

- At least that beeping in my ears stopped ....

.....

When I got home, I went straight up to my room and collapsed on my bed.

- I wonder how long it had been...?

At first I was expecting a call from my boss, but then I remembered that she must still be on holiday in Hawaii.

- I don't think I'm gonna get a postcard now. Unless it's, "Aloha, where's the money?! You think you can slip away like that, it's not limbo, kid!"

Well. I hope I don't end up with some very nice people for a little illegal work.

- What a bright night.

*(alarm clock chimes)

- Is it fucking morning?! Already?!

.....

On my way to school, I decided to take the bus. I could have waited for the school one, but that's an extra half hour, in which I risk falling asleep and not waking up until at least the Hawaii collectors call. So I got on the public one.

- Oh! - pronounced a beautiful redheaded bus driver in a purple cap upon seeing me. Don't tell me that. The boss sent her?! - No, no, it's not necessary, the fare is free for you~~

- Thank you... - I suspiciously handed it over and went inside.

- Ah!

- This is the...

Where all the passengers were glaring at me and seemed to be whispering about something. What is this?

A bus of debt collectors?! And their slogan is "Mobile Money Extortion"?!?!

- Oh~ Please get on! - Since the bus was full, I had to ride standing up, but as soon as I grabbed the handrail, a cute woman of East Asian appearance stood up.

- Oh, thank you, but that's okay. Please sit down. - It was the first time I'd ever been given a seat. Do I look that old? I'm actually sixteen! Well. In body, anyway.

- Oh, God~ - after that, she literally fell backwards, apparently asleep?

God, lady, you're either a drama queen or you need to change your work routine.

.....

As I made my way to my class, I felt like everyone was staring at me for some reason. It was probably because I'd cluttered my head too much with the words of the Allocator. Just because there aren't enough men in this world doesn't mean we're animals, right? Plus, I somehow made it through all of primary and secondary school without a problem....

I think?

The most annoying thing about this position is that all these stares make me worry if I have any stains on my clothes, or dried saliva on my cheek.

How embarrassing! Damn the Distributor of Worlds!

.....

With a quick stop by the washroom on the way and a check to make sure I looked tidy, I finally made it to class. As soon as I walked in, all the whispering, all the noise and noise stopped. I don't remember it being like this before, or did I just not notice it either...?

- Good morning. - I sat down at my desk and said hello to my roommate. I think it was Elizabeth A-...something.

- Pre-morning! - I suppose it was supposed to mean hello and good morning, but did it get mixed up in a verbal ecstasy?

Well, that's the end of my traditional interaction with my classmates. Incidentally, it was only today that I noticed that I am the only guy in the class.

Although it does make the room smell nice, like perfume, right? So I can't complain.

- Haa.

Maybe during class I'll get my mind off my debt and my nerves from all of this?

- Hello, class.

The teacher entered the room and the students went to their desks and sat down.

- As I think you are all aware of the incident that happened to one of our students....

The whole class nodded, but I kept my ears perked up, hoping that nothing bad had happened to this 'someone'. I didn't want to hear about someone else's tragedy and then think hard about the mortality of existence!

- The student we all know...

The teacher smiled lightly and shot her eyes into the classroom, for a second I even thought that her gaze was directed at me. But she couldn't possibly know about the fire and the debt that fire had left me, could she?

- Showed the truest heroism, and although the school, as well as myself personally, is against our students putting their lives in danger, but he showed true nobility of spirit in the name of saving someone else's life...

Well, some people save lives, and some people can't carry a bunch of books out of a burning shop. And by the way, the teacher said "he", so there's another guy in my class?

Yeah, unlucky for him, he's so feminine, I even thought he was a girl. But I wonder who among my female classmates is a trap?

- ...So I think he deserves a round of applause.....

- "Could it be her? Or her?" - at some point I started to listen to the teacher out of the corner of my ear, engrossed in finding the gangway.

- ...Please, Peter could you stand up?

Apparently the lad had done something truly heroic, which earned him a standing ovation. But as they say when you live in Rome.

* Applause *

Clapping along with the class I stood up, looking for someone who wouldn't clap and was embarrassed by the attention. Suddenly I couldn't find the gangway, but I noticed two oddities. Firstly, I'm the only one standing. And secondly, why is everyone looking at me when they should be looking towards the gangway?

.....

As it turned out, the gangway, that is, the hero is me. The moment when I pulled out the thing blocking the way...that is, the girl, was caught on camera and spread both on the Internet and on television.

One of the reports, I decided to immediately review as soon as the break came.

- "Oh my God, I remember everything! Anyway, he was standing next to me and suddenly, he screamed - 'I hear someone screaming!'; and he ran straight into the fire!"

- "No, no, it wasn't like that! He shouted - "I must save her! "and then he clenched his fists and ran!"

- "Are you stupid? How could he have known there was someone there? He definitely said - "The girl's screaming, I have to save her!""

As the two middle-aged women argued about what I ended up shouting then, seemingly going through five different options, a guy with tunnels in his ears appeared in the frame.

- "All I'm saying is this guy is no hero at all, he's discrediting our society, and the entire male species. Acting like a barbarian escaped from the Middle Ages!"

The guy was clearly angry, his ears were even red..... Or was it an infection?

- "Erm... Are you saying that it would have been better if he had let the girl burn?" - Questioned the reporter.

- "That's not what I'm saying. I'm saying he should have behaved less barbaric! And in general, such members of my gender, imbued with outdated principles and their toxic masculinity are the true scourge of our society, I wish dinosaurs like him would die out already! Men don't have to be strong! Come on brothers, unite in a new wave!"

- "..."

...

The reporter and I reacted in solidarity.

- Haaaa...

I can't say I regret what happened, if I had gone back in time, I would have done the same thing. But what about all the hoopla.... Embarrassing! I don't want to be the centre of attention, otherwise I wouldn't be working in a bookshop in the twenty-first century!

- Well, I can't help it... - being in the gents, I was free to speak my thoughts out loud without fear of being overheard, I rarely crossed paths with anyone other than the cleaner.

Come to think of it, there wasn't anything intrusive today, and no one approached me after the applause.

- My paradise is still ze-. - I was on my way out of the loo before I was interrupted.

- Hey, Pete?!

- Peter!

- Wow, you girls really know him, don't you?!

Or is he still not in one piece?