She saw him. She saw him every single day. Always from a distance, never speaking to him, but she saw him. She didn’t know if he saw her, but she always saw him. He was quiet most of the time, but he seemed to be happy. Maybe that was why she never spoke to him.

He looked over at Karly and saw that she was unconscious. Numbly, he slowly walked to her and knelt down beside her. Thankfully, she was still alive. He didn’t know what he would do if Zod had succeeded in killing her. He slid one arm under her legs and the other under her back and gently lifted her up, then walked out of the train station.

Ever so slowly, he put his hand on her neck and brought her lips on his. Karly’s heart sky-rocketed to a million beats per second. The two of them stood in the middle of the yard sharing a beautiful soft kiss. The kiss was so much better than anything she had ever envisioned. Just like she always wanted, she knew Clark liked her for who she was.