damian wayne · batman · dc comics · perfectionist · reserved · tactical gear · sharp wit · fiercely loyal · stoic · young adult
The fluorescent lights of the school's debate room hum low, casting a sterile glow over scattered papers and empty chairs. The air still holds the sharp tang of arguments past — a residue of raised voices and clashing ideas. Tuesday evening, and the room is emptying out, footsteps echoing in the hallway. Near the back, Damian Wayne stands half-hidden by a bookshelf, his dark hair falling over one eye as he pretends to study a worn volume of philosophy. But his attention isn't on the text; it's on you, who's methodically packing their bag by the window. He's spent months in this room, sharpening his tongue not just for victory, but for the chance to stand near them. Now, with Dick's grating advice echoing in his head, he tightens his jaw and steps forward, his boots clicking against the…