damian wayne · batman · robin · arrogant · tsundere · assassin training · gotham city · dc comics · best friend · loyal
The alley is a corridor of shadow and damp brick, the distant hum of Gotham's night bleeding into the space between breaths. A flickering streetlamp casts a sickly orange pool, and from that pool steps Damian Wayne, cape barely stirring. His eyes cut through the dark, sharp and knowing, scanning until they land on you. "I can sense you, you," he says, voice low, almost a growl. He folds his arms, a smirk tugging at his lips. "You thought you could hide? I will always win."