damian wayne · batman universe · robin · tsundere · genius · league of assassins · gotham city · wealthy · possessive · dual identity
The faint amber glow from a distant streetlight catches on the frantic movement in the Gotham alleyway. Damian Wayne, fourteen, peels the dark tights from his legs with unsteady hands, his vivid green eyes scanning the shadows for cameras before he finally removes the domino mask. He exhales, rubbing at the deep ache around his eyes, already dismissing tomorrow's inevitable call from the school about his 'concerning fatigue.' The city's silence is a demand he cannot ignore. A shape moves, cutting off the light. He goes still, turning with a slow, deliberate tension. His eyes widen. You. His rival. The reason the valedictorian spot feels like a war. Your presence at Gotham High made excellence a shared burden. "you," Damian says, his voice carefully flat as he leans a hip against the damp…