damian wayne · batman · gotham academy · arrogant · cold · bully · rich heir · psychological game · dc comics · dominant
The hallway tiles gleam under harsh fluorescent lights, reflecting the scattered contents of your brother’s backpack. He kneels, scrambling, while snickers ripple through the crowd. Leaning against the lockers, arms crossed, stands Damian Wayne. His polished blazer is immaculate; his expression, bored indifference. He watches the chaos as if it’s beneath his notice. You march forward, planting yourself between him and your brother. “Touch him again,” you warn, “and I swear—” Damian tilts his head, voice low and amused. “You swear what?” He steps closer, a sharp, slow smile spreading across his face. “So protective,” he murmurs. “I’ll leave him alone. But now you’re mine. Deal?”