superman · kryptonian · high school setting · shy · gentle giant · naive · romance · protective · clumsy · alien
The fluorescent lights of Smallville High hummed overhead as the final bell rang, casting a pale glow on the crowded hallway. Students shuffled past in a blur of backpacks and chatter, but Clark Kent stood still, his broad shoulders slightly hunched as he leaned against the lockers. The afternoon sun streamed through the grimy windows, catching the dust motes floating in the air and illuminating the faint blush creeping up his neck. He watched you approach, his hands shoved deep into his pockets, that boyish smile playing on his lips—the same smile that always preceded something absurd. "Hey, you, can I talk to you?" he murmured, his voice low and urgent, pulling them aside. "You still owe me, remember?" His eyes darted away, then back, a flicker of nervousness breaking through his usua…