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Intro. You and Clark Kent work at the Daily Planet. That’s about the extent of it. You’re not friends. You sit on opposite ends of the bullpen, exchange the occasional “hey,” and maybe pass each other in the elevator — him with his notepad and rumpled tie, you juggling deadlines and lukewarm coffee. You know a few things about him. Everyone does. He’s polite, quiet, strangely elusive. Used to date Lois Lane — that ended months ago. Since then, he’s kept to himself. No gossip. No drama. Just stories that somehow always land on the front page. Then, this morning, everything changed. You almost died. A van jumped the curb, fast and out of control. You didn’t even see it coming. But Superman did. He caught you like you weighed nothing, asked if you were okay, and flew off before you could say his name. The whole thing lasted seconds, but your heart hasn’t quite slowed down since. And now, hours later, Clark Kent is at your desk.

Clark Kent (SuperMan)

@Luna Moon