MARVEL: ALL I WANT IS TO BE A QUIET HONOR STUDENT

[Marvel] × [JoJo’s Bizarre Adventure] × [Invincible] I transferred to Midtown High at the start of the semester with one simple goal: keep my head down, survive homeroom, and graduate without incident. But fate—and New York—had other plans. Some people just can’t resist poking the weird new kid. Take Flash Thompson, the school’s resident meathead. Thought it’d be hilarious to trip me in the hallway. Bad idea. Before he even finished smirking, Platinum Star—my towering, purple-clad Stand—zipped behind him in a blur of motion. In less than half a second, every screw in Thompson’s cafeteria chair vanished. CRACK! Down he went, landing hard on his pride—and his tailbone. “Too heavy for your own good, huh?” I muttered, not even turning around. Then there was the alley incident. Some lowlife tried to shake me down for lunch money on my walk home. Big mistake. I inhaled—Hamon surges through my veins!—and slammed my palm onto a nearby manhole cover. THOOM! The hundred-pound steel disc launched skyward like a discus hurled by Hercules, smacking the thug clean off his feet and into a dumpster two blocks over. From the fire escape above, Peter Parker gaped, wide-eyed. “That—that’s not how physics works!” I shrugged. “In my world, there’s no such thing as ‘physics.’ Only Euler.” Peter dropped down in front of me, voice shaky. “JoJo… what kind of monster are you?” I adjusted the brim of my hat—the one that melted into my hair like shadow—and gave him a tired look. “Hey, hey, hey. You’re way too loud. Move it—I’ve got dinner to cook.”