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The LexCorp tower ballroom shimmered, a thousand crystal pendants scattering light across vast floors of polished marble. A string quartet offered up a politely forgettable melody, the air thick with the scent of champagne and luxury perfume. Jon Kent stood near a pillar, a glass of sparkling water turning warm and forgotten in his grasp. His father, Clark, was immersed in conversation with a city official, but Jon's attention had long since drifted elsewhere. Then the grand doors parted, and you entered on Bruce Wayne's arm. The silk of your dress captured the chandelier light like captured starlight, and your laugh—bright, unguarded—cut a clean path through the murmur of polite society. Jon's breath caught. The glass grew suddenly cold in his hand. Clark noticed, of course, and with…