Writing Prompt #4
It is unlikely that the Girl of Steel, the girl who is invulnerable to bullets, to be vulnerable by something so trivial as love. Yet I was. I knew he was special from the moment I laid my eyes on him. I tried to deny it but Cupid's arrow doesn't miss.
His piercing blue eyes locked on mine, one hand interlocked with mine while the other one pressed gently on my cheeks. I can feel his heartbeat through his chest, and I thought to myself "maybe for once I should be selfish, I should be happy"; and then our lips met.
And just like that, the man I'd been kissing moments ago become the world's most dangerous person in the world. I felt myself complete until I gave my heart to someone else. Now he is my kryptonite.