Jasmine threw her backpack against the wall in frustration as she entered the apartment. She had such a shitty day, calling it a shitty day would be an understatement. She was running late to class because there was a problem with her financial aid and when she finally got there, she had missed a five-minute pop quiz that had taken place in the beginning of class. And to top it all off, she had missed her bus to get back home because she had tried arguing her case to her professor, asking him if she could take the quiz and that she could prove that she was at the financial aid office trying to get help. Leaving her to walk home and try and ignore the cat calls and the insults she got on the way home.

"God," she took a long drink of water in the kitchen before setting down the glass cup with something a little bit less than a slam, "This day fucking sucked." Jasmine threw herself onto her bed and just laid there. Not wanting to do anything. Not that she had anything to do, she already finished her studying for the day, along with homework and most of the house chores. She eyed the violin in the corner of her bedroom. Most times, after a long day at school, she liked to practice her instrument. To feel the string under her fingers and the wooden bow gliding along the strings, making the sound she loved. It was a great way to destress and let out her emotions with the music notes. But today, today she just didn't have the energy to do so. Instead, she just popped in her headphones and drowned out the world with her music.

Hours went by with her like that before she heard a knock on her window along with the bass of a voice. She sat up in her bed and took out a headphone. She definitely heard a knock and was positive she heard the bass of a voice.

"Hello?" Jasmine watched as a red gloved hand knocked gently on her window, the owner out of sight. "Are you ok?"

"What the hell?" her words were whispered as she walked over to the window and opened it. She looked to where the hand came from and had her jaw dropping.

"…Spider-man?" Spider-man waved shyly and sat on the wall next to her window, his head tilted in slight concern/confusion.

"Hey, just wanted to check up on you." Jasmine was taken aback at that.

"What?" Spider-man rubbed the back of his neck while looking away.

"Well, its just that, you weren't playing today…so I thought something might have happened..." Spider-man trailed off while Jasmine blinked in surprise. Her silence causing Spider-man to get flustered and continue explaining.

"I wasn't spying on you or anything! I swear, it's just that you usually play your violin a lot and I like to stop by and listen. It helps me relax before I go back home…" they both stared at each other, "…I sound like such a creep, don't I?" Jasmine finally cracked a smile at his words before shaking her head.

"Just a little bit, but," she paused as she went over her thoughts. She didn't think anyone cared when she would play her violin, although the neighbors did when she played it a little bit too late at night once, she never would have thought that Spider-man of all people would care.

"it's just that, I didn't know you would listen to me play." Although she couldn't see it, Spider-man beamed under his mask.

"Of course, I would, you're amazing at it," Spider-man used his hands to accentuate his words as he started explaining what he thought about her talent.

"There is something about your music, even though its songs I've heard before, yours seems to have much more emotion than the usual versions. Listen to you play is one of the highlights of my week, its not every day I can come by and listen to you play!" Jasmine felt a warmth in her chest at his words, feeling honored that someone that her every day, experimental practice sounded beautiful.

"I'm creeping you, out aren't I?" Jasmine came back to reality as she realized that she let her thoughts take over again. She waved her hands frantically while shaking her head.

"No! you're not creeping me out, it's just, I didn't think anyone would listen to me, especially not you. I thought you would be too busy in other parts of the city to listen to me. "Spider-man ducked his head in slight embarrassment.

"Well, most times I am too busy to swing by and listen. But sometimes I get lucky and catch you in the middle of your practice. "Jasmine nodded her head in understanding before remembering something.

"So…what made you think something was wrong?" Spider-man shrugged his shoulders.

"Well, for one you made a mess out of your room when you threw your backpack like that," he pointed at the apartment, making Jasmine turn and cringe. Her stuff was everywhere.

"And you were blasting your eardrums with your music…rough day at school?" Jasmine snorted at his comment.

"Now that is an understatement."

"Oh?"

"It would be more accurate to call my day a shitshow."

"Yikes." Jasmine let out a long sigh at his words.

"You have no idea." The two of them stood in silence, in a comfortable silence as they took in each other presence. The two of them watching the city as everyone went on with their lives.

"Well," Spider-man broke the silence while standing up," Look on the bright side…at least you'll be done with college when you get your degree." Jasmine let out a laugh at that. "

"Aint that the truth."

"So, I gotta go, I'll see you later…?" she extended her hand towards the hero.

"Jasmine, Jasmine Zarch." Jasmine saw the lenses of his mask squint in what looks like a smile before he shook her hand.

"See you later Jasmine, here's hoping you have a better day tomorrow." Spider-man waved at her and Jasmine watched until she could no longer see him before closing her window, still looking out at the city and the blue sky.

Maybe it wasn't such a bad day after all.