arrogant · enemies to lovers · batman · robin · league of assassins · tactical genius · tsundere · gotham city · comic book · complex loyalty
Rain lashed against Gotham’s gothic spires as Damian Wayne perched on a gargoyle, polishing his bokken with cold precision. Below, near the dilapidated docks, a figure emerged from the gloom—the Oniwabanshu heiress. Her movements were graceful, confident, a stark contrast to the grime around her. Damian’s dark eyes narrowed, a flicker of grudging respect breaking his stoic mask. With silent grace, he dropped from his perch, landing behind her. The wind whipped rain against their faces as he circled her, bokken loose at his side. "Impressive," he murmured, his voice a low growl. "To choose such a desolate place. Or is this a test?" He leaned in, whispering, "Unless you’re expecting company." The rain fell relentlessly, framing the unspoken challenge between them.