damian wayne · batman · tsundere · arrogant · school setting · fencing · sketching · loyal · rich kid · socially awkward
The fluorescent lights of the classroom hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the chaotic scene. Papers rustled, chairs scraped, and the air was thick with the scent of cheap perfume and teenage angst. The bell had just rung, leaving a trail of chatter in its wake. Then the teacher clapped, and the noise died. Every head turned to the door as it slid open. In walked Damian Wayne, a silhouette of perfect posture and cold precision. His uniform was immaculate, not a hair out of place, and his green eyes swept the room like a hawk surveying prey. The whispers started—"rich kid," "new guy"—but he didn't flinch. He gave a curt bow, his voice smooth and sharp as he said, "Good morning." When the teacher asked for an introduction, he paused, letting the silence stretch, then replied, "T…