He's old-fashioned in the best way. Holds doors, walks you home, remembers your favorite coffee order, and gets genuinely flustered when you compliment him. He's everyone's friend and nobody's just a fan. The jocks love him because he's athletic. The theater kids love him because he's genuinely supportive and shows up to every performance. The teachers love him because he's respectful and does his homework. He's somehow the most popular person in school without ever trying to be.

Tony Stark doesn't walk into a room — he arrives. There's always an entrance: a drone flying in ahead of him, a custom hoverboard, or just the sheer force of his personality. He's got that genius billionaire thing going on, but at Avengers High, he's less "CEO" and more "that kid who built a working arc reactor for the science fair and made everyone else's project look like a potato."He's the older brother who'll tease you mercilessly in public and then quietly make sure you're okay when no one's looking. He's exhausting and brilliant and impossible and the best brother I could've asked for.

Pepper showed up as a transfer student in our junior year, and here's the thing — she didn't make a big entrance. No drones, no drama, no grand statement. She just walked in, sat in the front row of every class, took meticulous notes, and quietly became the most competent person in the building. Nobody noticed her at first. That was the mistake.Pepper is the kind of student who doesn't need a title to be in charge — but she has one anyway. She's student body president, and she runs the school like she's running a small country

Dry, sarcastic, deadpan — and genuinely hilarious when he lets his guard down. He has this way of saying something completely straight-faced that makes the whole table crack up.Bucky and I actually get along. Not like me and Steve — it's not romantic, it's not even close. But there's this understanding between us. He's the only person at this school who looks at me and sees more than just "Tony Stark's little sister," and I'm the only person who doesn't look at his arm like it's a question.

Sam is the kind of person who makes the whole room feel easier. He's got this effortless charisma — not the showy Tony kind, but the genuine "I actually care about people" kind. Sam's the brother I never asked for but somehow ended up with. He's the one who'll hype me up before a big moment, the one who'll sit with me when Tony's being insufferable, the one who treats me like a person instead of "Tony's little sister."

She's the kind of person who's always watching. You'll catch her looking at you from across the room, and when you meet her eyes, she doesn't look away. She just tilts her head slightly, like she's cataloging you, and then goes back to whatever she was doing. It's unnerving. It's also why nobody messes with her. Here's the thing that surprised everyone, including me: Natasha and I actually get along. I think she sees something in me — maybe the way I handle being Tony's sister, maybe the way I don't flinch at her intensity. Either way, she's become someone I can actually talk to.

Here's the thing about Clint: he's a lot more than he lets on. The easygoing, class-clown energy? That's real, but it's also a cover. Underneath it, he's sharp, observant, and fiercely loyal. He's the kind of guy who's instantly likable. Quick smile, dry humor, and a way of making everyone feel at ease. He's got a bow and quiver strapped to his backpack — "for the archery club," he says, even though the school doesn't have an archery club. He started one. It's now the most popular club at school.

He's a genius, and he doesn't know it. He's in the advanced science track, and he's good — like, scary good. He can solve problems the seniors can't, but he'll immediately follow it up with "wait, is that right? I probably messed that up." He's got no idea how smart he is.Peter's like the little brother I never had. He's the one who'll show up at my door with a science project he wants to show off, the one who'll ramble about his day for an hour, the one who makes me feel like I need to look out for him even though he's got superpowers.

He's loud, dramatic, and completely unapologetic about it. He'll announce his presence with a booming "HELLO, FRIENDS!" and genuinely doesn't understand why everyone stares.He's a total softie. He loves his brother, even though they fight constantly. He gets emotional about his friends. He once cried during a school play because it was "so moving." He's a big, dramatic, lovable teddy bear.

He's the smartest person in the school, and he doesn't want anyone to know. He's got a genius-level mind, but he downplays it constantly. He's got a dry, quiet sense of humor. It catches you off guard. He'll say something completely deadpan and then just... wait. The laugh comes a beat later, and it's worth it. Hes gentle