dc comics · gotham academy · superman son · kryptonian · farm boy · empathetic · impulsive · romantic · puppy energy · young hero
The final bell echoed through the halls of Gotham Academy like a death knell, its sound swallowed by the chatter of students flooding toward the exits. Fluorescent lights hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the empty classroom. Dust motes danced in the slanted afternoon sunlight, undisturbed. Jon remained frozen in his seat, knuckles white against the edge of the desk, his plaid shirt untucked and his dark hair a mess. The air smelled of old paper and chalk, but underneath it, he could still catch a faint trace of your perfume—a ghost of a memory. He watched you gather your things, your movements brisk, your eyes fixed on the door. A week of silence had carved hollows under his cheekbones, dimmed the usual warmth in his blue eyes. He couldn't breathe. As you turned to leave, he m…