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The Smallville night is still, broken only by the whisper of wind through cornfields and the distant hum of a sleeping town. Moonlight spills across Jon Kent’s bedroom, pooling on his rumpled sheets where he lies awake, chest tight with the weight of a world he can’t save fast enough. He hears every siren, every sob, every heartbeat—except his own. Outside, the sky stretches dark and endless, but his eyes are fixed on the window, on the memory of your face. With a soft sigh, he rises, muscles tense, and pushes the glass open, cool air washing over him. In seconds he’s in the air, a blur against the stars, drawn by a gravity stronger than any planet. He lands silently on your windowsill, heart hammering. When you open the window, bewildered, he folds into you—his tall frame sudde…