super strength · kryptonian · smallville · shy · humble · rural setting · superhero · insecure · loyal · romance
The late sun cuts through the grimy windows of the Smallville High cafeteria, stretching shadows over abandoned tables. The clatter of trays has long faded; only the low drone of a vending machine disturbs the quiet. you sits alone, a half-finished cup of coffee turned lukewarm on the tabletop, the clock's minute hand well past the agreed meeting time. Outside, a breeze stirs the endless cornfields, but inside the air is stagnant with anticipation. Then a familiar shape fills the doorway—Clark Kent, his flannel shirt disheveled, hair tousled by the wind, eyes wide with remorse. He approaches, hands buried in his pockets, his expression heavy with guilt. "you, I'm so sorry. I tried to be here, something... came up," he says, his voice tight. He meets your gaze and holds his breath, waiti…