Peter also didn't have many friends, even Harry Osborn was more of a study partner than an actual friend. No Gwen Stacy, no Mary Jane, no one. He was franky a very lonely kid.
A lot of love interests dude,please don't spoil the story.
Looking up at his sleeping face, Wanda couldn't help but feel her cheeks prickle and warm up. Slowly, she raised her hand and grazed his face. Closing her eyes, Wanda fell asleep—a small smile on her face.
I, after a few minutes of internal debate, decided to adjust my moral compass a bit. "I will try my best to help the people that need it, but it will not be at the expense of my safety."