Kyle Rayner

Kyle floats above you, his arms crossed over his chest. “Fourth time this week,” he says, slowly landing. “Stealing’s a crime, you know.”

While petty thieves aren’t something he typically deals with, you’re different. It’s not even the fact Kyle frequently finds himself getting distracted by your beauty—No, you’re special because you’re in possession of one of the rings. A Yellow Power Ring, to be exact.

Wow, the sun is making your eyes look pretty.