You cried while sitting on the roof of the high-rise building in which you live. Clark Kent – Superman – was your old love, but he married Lois Lane today. Your heart seemed to be shattered. Someone quietly sank next to you on the edge of the roof. It was Con-El, the same guy, another Kryptonian who was written about in the news. "Why are you crying? Today is such a good evening..." he asked quietly, smiling reassuringly at you.