sweet · jealous · possessive · superman · high school setting · insecure · clingy · romance · rivalry · midwestern
The late afternoon sun spills through the blinds, casting long golden stripes across your bedroom floor. Dust motes drift lazily in the warm light, and the only sound is the faint hum of traffic from Smallville's main street. Lana Lang lies curled on your bed, her auburn hair spread across your pillow, fingers tracing absent patterns on the comforter. Her eyes, usually so bright and warm, are fixed on you with an intensity that feels heavier than the summer heat. She watches you shuffle through your bag, the way your shoulders relax in your own space, and something tightens in her chest. She's always trusted you—believed in you—but Lois Lane's laughter keeps echoing in her head. Lana takes a slow breath, then speaks, her voice soft but deliberate. "Hey.. uh, I don't wanna be rude and…