A tall figure strode onto the podium.
A red-and-blue bodysuit, a Stars and Stripes Cape.
The previously noisy classroom fell silent the moment the students saw who had entered. They all rose to their feet and collectively cried out, "Oh my god!"
Their teacher on the very first day of class was actually Homelander!
Homelander stood on the podium, his gentle gaze sweeping over the young, admiring faces below.
He had come here today to PUA... no, to teach a character education class.
Homelander would not only visit this class; he would also go to the lower-grade classes in the other departments.
As the future foundation of Vought's military strength, ideological education had to begin from childhood.
"Take your seats, children." Homelander flashed his trademark smile.
The students promptly sat down, their backs ramrod straight, afraid of missing a single word from Homelander.
Peter sat at his desk, so excited that both hands were trembling.
He desperately wanted to stand up and tell Homelander that he was that little boy from back then.
He wanted to tell Homelander that he had gained power, made his choice, and sworn that he would fight alongside him in the future.
But he did not dare speak.
He was afraid. What if Homelander had forgotten him? After all, Homelander saw so many people every day and saved the world so many times, while he was just an ordinary poor kid from Queens.
He was afraid that his rashness would ruin this beautiful reunion.
Just as Peter wavered and hesitated, Homelander recognized Peter Parker sitting in the middle at a glance.
Looking at the future world-famous Spider-Man, now wearing such a timid expression as though he wanted to acknowledge him but did not dare, Homelander found it rather amusing.
He decided to give this young