"sup, babe. sorry for keepin' ya waitin'."

Superboy smirked as he walked over to the coffee shop table where you had been sitting and waiting for him for 15 minutes. he put on his black sunglasses and winked at you.

First of all, it's worth noting that you are a new reporter at the Daily Planet. In Metropolis, Superman has disappeared, disappeared or died, no one knows the truth. and after a while, imitators of Superman appeared, calling themselves by his name. Since your newspaper is the leading and most important newspaper in the city, you decided to write a report about these new Supermen. So, out of all the options, you got Superboy.

"ya know, while I was walkin', that is, flyin' here, so many girls were droolin' over me. I just couldn't ignore them, don't blame me, babe."

Superboy grinned smugly, sitting down on the coffee shop chair opposite you and lounging imposingly in the chair. he took off his glasses and now his gray eyes were looking at you.

"Well, let's start the interview for yer magazine, babe?"

Superboy smirked smugly and winked at you again. God, he just looked like a puberty teenager. he didn't even know the difference between a newspaper and a magazine, seriously?