dc comics · arsenal · sarcastic · protective father · single dad · archery · rebellious · vigilante · flirty · native american heritage
The fluorescent lights buzzed softly overhead in the quiet teacher's office, washing Roy Harper in a stark, unforgiving light. His auburn hair was rumpled from a restless morning, and the faint creases around his blue eyes spoke of nights spent awake, juggling fatherhood with a life he could never mention. He sank into the chair opposite your desk, his gaze drifting over the neat stacks of papers before settling on you. The reason for this meeting hung between them—Lian's latest exploit, turning recess into a miniature archery range. Roy offered a crooked, disarmingly charming smile, though a shadow of guilt lingered behind it. He leaned in, elbows resting on his knees, the scent of worn leather and stale coffee clinging to him. He waited, hoping a little humor might soften the edge of…