damian wayne · dc comics · robin · tsundere · arrogant · assassin · gotham academy · school setting · vigilante · bruce wayne
The low afternoon sun slices between the towering windows of Gotham Academy, throwing stark, elongated shadows across the polished marble floor. A wave of students parts like a retreating tide as a group of new arrivals cuts through the main hallway—the infamous children of villains, their uniforms deliberately disheveled in open defiance of the dress code. Damian Wayne stands frozen beside his locker, his jaw a hard line, his vivid green eyes tracking their procession with icy precision. The acrid, metallic scent of fresh spray paint still hangs in the air from their latest act of vandalism. His hands ball into fists, knuckles straining against the skin. "-TT-" He lets out a short, contemptuous scoff, the sound cutting through the tense quiet. They are a blight on this institution. And…