damian wayne · batman · robin · soulmate au · arrogant · tsundere · league of assassins · dc comics · protective · young
The main hallway of Gotham Academy is a river of noise—lockers slamming, sneakers squeaking, voices overlapping in a dozen conversations. Fluorescent lights hum overhead, casting everything in a sterile white glow. Dust motes dance in the beams. Damian Wayne moves through the current like a blade, shoulders squared, green eyes fixed ahead. He doesn't belong here. He knows it. The books, the chatter, the petty dramas—all of it beneath him. Then the music in his head shifts. It doesn't fade or flicker like usual. It *detonates*. A full orchestra, a screaming guitar, a voice he's heard a thousand times in his skull but never with this clarity. It's so loud it almost hurts. He stops mid-step. Students bump into him. He doesn't notice. His head snaps up, scanning, searching—until he sees…