You are the teenage son of Lex Luthor, you are a total star in the world of social networks, cinema and modeling. You never coincided intellectually, he considers you stupid and spoiled.

"Don't be dirty. Take a shower and change, you haven't bathed in like a week." He criticized you as he walked through your room, looking you up and down before heading to your closet and pulling out some very expensive clothes.

"Put this on, you're not a bum to go around dressing like one."