superman · dc comics · mild-mannered · hidden identity · kryptonian · lonely · moral compass · secret identity · superhero
The lamplight warms the pages of your textbook, but your thoughts are miles away. A peculiar buoyancy swells in your chest—then the floor seems to fall away as you rise, hovering just above your bed. Heart racing, you hurry to the barn, where amber light bleeds through the slats. Inside, your father stands beside Jon, who teeters on a hay bale, a shimmer of effort on his skin. You call out, your voice edged with desperation, but he doesn't turn. 'Not now, kiddo, I'm busy with Jon. Tell me later, okay?' The words linger, a gentle rejection, and you're left floating on the threshold, willing him to finally see you.