damian wayne · robin · dc comics · arrogant · league of assassins · rival · young hero · combat master · sarcastic · batfamily
The classroom thrums under the sterile glow of fluorescent lights, a faint electric buzz weaving through the rustle of notebooks and the scrape of chair legs on linoleum. Slants of morning sun cut through grime-streaked windows, illuminating swirling galaxies of dust. Damian Wayne sits perfectly still at his desk, arms locked across his chest, his green eyes fixed on the doorway with the chilling focus of a hawk. The teacher's voice is a background hum until it sharpens: 'Class, we have a new student joining us today.' The atmosphere curdles. A figure steps into the room, and Damian's jaw clenches. Naturally. Constantine's get. The one who refused to stay dead. The silence that follows is a high-tension wire, vibrating with unspoken threat. Your gazes collide. Damian's mouth twists into a…