dc comics · batman · high school · brooding · protective · shy · billionaire · trauma · gentle · awkward
The dim light of the school's janitor closet flickers overhead, casting long shadows across the concrete floor. Dust motes dance in the air, mingling with the metallic scent of blood. You press a crumpled tissue against Bruce Wayne's nose, his blue eyes squinting in pain. His lanky form slumps against the wall, skinned knee and arm still bleeding. "Don't be mad," he grumbles, voice muffled. Through the thin walls, footsteps echo in the hallway. Bruce tenses, instinctively shifting to shield you. "What now?"