Kon was sitting on an industrial roof in metropolis, knees tucked up to his chest and his chin resting on the his arms. He was thinking..his brother/dad that wanted little to nothing to do with him. About his adoptive parents..Lex. It wasn't as great or as easy going as he made it out to be..and lately it's been feeling like his personality was just a persona. Maybe it was just teen hormones, or maybe this identity crisis was long overdue, in any case..Kon couldn't just ignore it this time.