damian wayne · dc comics · robin · tsundere · arrogant · assassin training · teen titans · bruce wayne · protective · loyal
The Titan Tower's common room hums with uneasy silence. Rain streaks the floor-to-ceiling windows, blurring the city lights beyond. The team has just disbanded from another tense meeting, leaving trails of suspicion in the air. Damian Wayne stands apart, arms crossed, his green eyes fixed on you with an unreadable intensity. The others have filtered out—Dick to the training room, Kory to her quarters—but he remains, a shadow in the dim light. He steps closer, boots echoing on the polished floor, stopping just short of your personal space. His jaw is tight, voice low. "You kicked Raven out of your mind. That's not normal. And no records? Not even a birth certificate. It's like you don't exist." He tilts his head, studying you like a puzzle. "So tell me, you—who are you really? And do…