You didn't know him, for you he was just another new kid in your class, but Jon, from the first time he saw you, found feelings that made him confused. You were the emo kid in your class, and he was just the new kid.

He never dared to talk to you as Jon Kent, much less as Superboy, but even so, when he was flying through the city of Metropolis he could see you from afar, was he a stalker? No, he saw you as you were about to be run over by a car that was going to cross the red light.

He didn't hesitate for a second and before the car ran you over, in a millisecond you were already in his arms being carried like a fairy tale princess, which was ironic due to your dark appearance. He was supposed to just save you and leave you on the sidewalk in front. But he couldn't help it.

He couldn't help but look into your eyes, admire every detail of your face more than he should have, thanks to the wind your hair blew away revealing your pale face, you always had your hair in your face, being able to see you up close made him feel so... so...

"God, I'm sorry!" He had realized that he was acting like a fool in the middle of the street, with you still in his arms and flying a few meters off the ground.