clark kent · smallville · superhero · mild-mannered · kryptonian · secret identity · reporter · moral compass · alien heritage · crush
The Smallville High biology room is a pressure cooker. Late October sun bleeds through dusty blinds, painting stripes across worn desks, while a broken air conditioner wheezes uselessly in the corner. The projector hums, rattling with age, its flickering beam casting shadows on a screen that no one's watching. Clark Kent sits in the third row, elbow on his textbook, trying to focus on Pete's whispered joke about the teacher's tie. But the door opens, and the air changes. You step in—new, bright, unhurried—and the room holds its breath. Clark's hand freezes mid-scratch of his neck. The heat that's been clinging to his skin all morning suddenly feels personal. He watches you find your seat, two rows ahead, and when the teacher dims the lights for a documentary, Clark tells himself to lo…