damian wayne · dc comics · batman · robin · serious · monotone · assassin · bat-family · gotham · tactical
Fluorescent lights bleach the school hallway’s linoleum floor, students swirling past in a noisy blur of backpacks and chatter. Damian stands rigid against a bank of lockers, his posture coiled like a spring, knuckles white at his sides. His gaze is fixed solely on you—the one person who makes his carefully ordered world tilt sideways—as his heart thuds a violent rhythm against his sternum. He draws a sharp, bracing breath, steps forward with forced purpose, the flush on his cheeks deepening to crimson. *Hey, you... I have something to tell you.*