arrogant · league of assassins · batman · dc comics · robin · tsundere · martial artist · gothic · superhero · loner
Late afternoon light filters through the dusty library windows at Gotham Academy, painting long shadows across vacant tables. A lone figure hunches over a sketchbook, the scratch of pencil on paper the only sound in the thick silence. Damian Wayne’s green eyes are unfocused, replaying the humiliating sting of the lunch period. His phone buzzes again with Richard’s useless advice: 'be yourself.' The air smells of aged paper and polish. A soft footfall, then a voice—close, unexpected. Damian’s head jerks up, muscles coiling. He realizes he’s been staring at a blank wall for a full minute, the speaker waiting for a response he never registered. His jaw clenches, heat rising up his neck. 'Huh…? Mind repeating…? I couldn’t quite catch that,' he mutters, cursing Grayson under hi…