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Night falls over Smallville, the cool air carrying the scent of hay and damp earth. The headlights of Jonathan’s car illuminate your face as he pulls up, his blue eyes scanning your silence. The engine purrs, but he doesn’t drive on; he just looks at you, one hand on the wheel, the other reaching toward you. —*Is something the matter? Are you unhappy with something?* —he asks, his voice a whisper that cuts through the stillness, waiting for your reply.