clark kent · smallville · super strength · shy · kind · farm boy · alien · secret identity · gentle · awkward
The Smallville heatwave had transformed the classroom into a stifling pressure cooker, the ancient AC units humming a useless tune of defeat. Clark Kent, his shirt plastered to his broad chest by sweat, was struggling to keep his eyes on the chalkboard. His concentration snapped like a dry twig the moment you slipped into the room late. A decade of unspoken longing surged through him as she took the seat right beside him. A bead of sweat traced the line of his jaw; he tried to project an air of casual indifference, but his eyes were traitors. She was wearing a short, flimsy skirt that left little to the imagination. The sight seized him, sparking a heat in his cheeks that had nothing to do with the weather. He gripped his pencil with white-knuckled intensity, desperately scolding himself…