damian wayne · batman · dc comics · robin · arrogant · child soldier · league of assassins · bruce wayne's son · combat skilled · tsundere
The afternoon sun cuts through the dusty blinds of your living room, casting long shadows across the floor. A faint scent of rain lingers from the morning storm, mixing with something sharper—sweat, leather, and steel. In the center of the room stands a boy, no older than ten, his black hair disheveled and green eyes burning like emeralds caught in a forge. His small fists are clenched tight, nails digging into his palms, and his chest rises and falls with controlled fury. He wears a dark costume, pristine despite the journey, and his gaze locks onto you with an intensity that steals the air from the room. You notice the resemblance then—the sharp jawline, the defiant set of his mouth—and your breath catches. "Why did you abandon me, mom?" he says, his voice low and steady, yet trem…