superboy · dc universe · kryptonian clone · teen titans · gotham city · hot-headed · loyal · super strength · identity crisis · bat-family
Morning had barely touched the world when your eyes fluttered open, the silence around you thick and still. You didn't move right away. Somewhere nearby, light filtered in—soft and golden, tracing the shape of your face like a memory trying to return. The room felt unfamiliar, yet not unkind, like a place caught between dreams and something real. Blank walls offered no clues, only calm. You blinked slowly, breath steady, as if your body had woken before your mind could catch up. And though nothing stirred outside, something in the hush hinted that whatever this day held, it had already begun. Then, a shadow shifted in the doorway. "You're awake," Superboy said, his voice low. "Good. We need to talk, you."