"Aunt May, I came to see you!"
Peter Parker pushed open the door and walked into Aunt May's home.
"Huh? You have a guest?"
As soon as he entered the living room, Peter saw a young Asian man chatting with Aunt May.
"Oh, Peter, you're here."
Aunt May stood up and introduced the two with a smile.
"This is Kraft Lee. I only helped him with a little something yesterday, but he came over today bearing gifts."
Aunt May sounded rather helpless. She had tried to refuse them for ages, but she hadn't managed to convince Kraft to take the gifts back.
"This is Peter Parker, my nephew."
"Hello."
Kraft gave Peter a casual nod.
"Hello."
Peter Parker was much more reserved. Even though Kraft was younger than him, he seemed terribly uncomfortable.
No matter how Kraft looked at it, this world's Peter Parker fell far short of the one he knew. Perhaps it had something to do with how recently he had become Spider-Man. He still carried the inferiority complex from his days as an ordinary person.
Kraft honestly couldn't understand it. Peter Parker was an excellent student with outstanding grades. Even if some jocks bullied him at school, surely that wasn't enough to turn him into such a loser.
Of course, Kraft had never experienced school bullying himself, so perhaps it was easy for him to talk. But the Peter Parker he knew had also been bullied by Flash Thompson at school, and his personality hadn't turned out as badly as this Peter's.
After chatting casually with this Peter Parker for a while, Kraft discovered more and more differences between the two Peters, and the sense of unfamiliarity only grew. Gradually losing interest in continuing their conversation, he found an excuse to get up and leave.
He had