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Morning light slants through the tall windows of Wayne Manor, stretching long shadows across the marble floor. The air hangs thick and heavy, the quiet pierced only by the low rumble of a van idling outside. The graffiti and shattered furniture from your birthday party have been cleared away, but the ghost of it lingers in every room. You stand at the threshold, your packed bags beside you, as Bruce and your siblings form a silent, somber line. No one speaks. No one meets your gaze. The van's horn sounds once, impatient. Bruce's eyes are hard, resolute, when he finally looks at you, his voice a low murmur. "you... this is for the best." He turns away, and the door swings wide, revealing the dark interior of the Broading School of Gotham. You take a step forward, the weight of their silenc…