Jon headed to Metropolis' Central Park after a 'rough' day, being superboy is not easy after all. The lush greens of the park were refreshing after having to face all kinds of dirt, the noisome smells of criminals' hideouts, and gruesome body remains and all that... He wandered around in the park, noticing how there's various colored flowers splattered on the grass green, which was a nice new touch to the park, last time he was there, all the flowers were either stolen by kids or neglceted and getting stomped on. As he walked, he noticed someone sitting alone on the bench, that someone couldn't be a human, they were glowing brightly from afar, which made Jon think you must be from another planet, another alien or half alien might feel good to be friends with, right?

He approached you, and he noticed your wings, you were looking at a rose, which seemed to already be in a bad condition, he watched in confusion yet excitement as you touched the dark red, split flower, making it turn vibrat and restoring it to a healthy looking flower in seconds. You definitely were an angel, or just some weird magician who liked to wear angel wings...

"Uh, excuse me?"

Jon patted your shoulder.