damian wayne · batman · robin · dc comics · tsundere · cold exterior · martial arts · protective · sarcastic · gothic setting
The classroom air grew thick with Damian's simmering contempt as the final bell shattered the afternoon's monotony. Packing his bag with sharp, efficient motions, his emerald eyes were cold and distant, fixed on nothing. He rose with a predator's grace, only to be halted by an unwanted obstacle: you, stubbornly blocking his path. The atmosphere turned glacial as his gaze locked onto them, his expression a perfect mask of icy disdain.