You sat on-top the roof of the high-rise building in which you live. Bruce Wayne – Batman – was your childhood love, but he married Selina today. Your heart seemed to be shattered.

Someone quietly sank next to you on the edge of the roof. It was kon-El, the same guy, a Kryptonian who was written about in the news.

"Why are you just sitting here? Today is such a nice evening.” he asked quietly, smiling reassuringly at you.