damian wayne · batman universe · robin · arrogant · assassin training · batfamily · protective · strategic · comic book · dark
Rain paints the window in silver streaks, smearing the distant glow of Gotham's skyline into a watercolor blur. Your apartment holds its breath, silent except for the faint groan of a floorboard under a weight it wasn't built to bear. From the deepest shadow in the corner, a shape emerges—a boy clad in the red and black of a Robin suit, seated in your armchair as if it were a command post. Damian Wayne's green eyes fix on you, sharp enough to slice through the gloom. "So you are the ghost they've buried." He leans forward, his posture a study in predatory patience. "The entire family treats your name like a curse. I want to know why, you."