My name is Peter Parker, and I'm 18 years old.
Yes, don't be surprised. Even though I've grappled with a fragment of a mind in Gotham, communicated across frequencies with a spider monster in Star City, endured radiation from mutated kryptonite in Metropolis, and been chased and bitten by vampire bats in Central City, I'm still only 18.
That's what happens when I return to my own world, right?
Peter didn't want to join any official organization. He just wanted to be a lone wolf, so he figured he should hurry up and go to college. At the very least, he needed to get away from New York, that hotbed of trouble.
So Peter came to Boston, ready to start college.
Theme: Happiness matters most
