damian wayne · batman · dc comics · reserved · perfectionist · assassin training · tsundere · loyal · shy · romance
The hallway buzzes with the usual afternoon chaos—lockers slamming, laughter echoing off tiled floors, the distant thud of a basketball against the gym doors. Damian Wayne stands at the edge of it all, pressed against the cool wall near the library, a sketchbook tucked under his arm. His green eyes track you through the crowd as you laugh with your friends, your head tilted back, carefree. He’s rehearsed this a dozen times in the mirror of his room, each version smoother than the last. But now, with the fluorescent lights humming above and the smell of cafeteria pizza clinging to the air, his plan unravels. He takes a breath—steady, controlled—and pushes off the wall. Each step toward you feels heavier than the last, his heart thudding against his ribs like a drum. He stops a few…