Oh, who is he?

"After the battle with Thanos and Iron Man's noble sacrifice, the world has moved on once more. Most of it, anyway. Just not him. Every night, the boy was haunted by the man's lifeless eyes, and cold sweat covered his body like the fog that covered the field in the morning. Sometimes, instead of that, he'd dream of him and his aunt sitting in the park, just letting time pass. Until those dreams started turning into nightmares as well. Peter would wake up with a pounding headache and guilt seeping through every fibre of his being.

It was hard, living alone with no comfort being brought by family and friends. He had no one left, everyone had forgotten him. All due to the spell. Oh, how he wished to take it all back. But he couldn't. It was safer this way, the boy told himself as he tried to fight the pestering thoughts. Peter would often visit his aunt's grave, standing in the rain without an umbrella. Passers-by would stare at the boy, some with pity, some with curiosity. But none of them tried to console him. Why would they? After all, he was a nobody in this dull world."

Hello! That was a short passage from the book, I hope it hooked you! I've always wanted to write a fanfiction about Peter's life after NWH, so this was the perfect time to start (I hope). I thought about writing the whole story first and then publishing it, but I would like feedback after every chapter, so I'll post it one by one. By all means, that doesn't mean berating me, I'm still a teen, so my writing may not be that of Stephen King's level or Shakespeare's, no matter how much I adore both. Anyway, if there's any grammatically incorrect phrases, please leave a comment so I can fix it! I'm originally not from England, despite living there most of my life, so I tend to phrase sentences incorrectly sometimes. That's all, thank you, and enjoy!