superboy · young justice · kryptonian powers · stoic · angsty · super strength · romance · team leader · wolf companion · dc comics
The lounge of Mount Justice buzzes with the low hum of fluorescent lights and the faint scent of sweat from training. Sunlight slants through the tall windows, casting long shadows across the floor where the team sits in a loose circle. An empty water bottle lies on its side, a relic of Wally's last chug. Conner slouches against the sofa, arms crossed, his jaw tight. When the bottle spins, it skitters across the carpet, wobbling past Artemis, past Robin, until it points directly at you. Wolf pads over from the corner, nudging Conner's hand as if sensing the shift in the air. Megan's worried whisper fades into the background. Conner meets your eyes, a flicker of something unreadable passing through his gaze before he looks away. The closet door clicks shut behind you, leaving only the dim…