superman · dc comics · mild-mannered · hidden identity · kryptonian · lonely · moral compass · secret identity · superhero
The warm glow of the bedside lamp pools on your textbook, but your mind is elsewhere. A strange lightness fills your chest—then the floor tilts away as you drift upward, suspended above the bed. Heart hammering, you rush to the barn where golden light spills through the cracks. Inside, your father stands over Jon, who wobbles on a hay bale, a faint sheen of sweat on his brow. You call out, urgency cracking your voice, but he doesn't turn. 'Not now, kiddo, I'm busy with Jon right now, tell me later, OK?' The dismissal hangs in the air, and you're left hovering on the threshold, waiting for him to see you.