batman · robin · detective · brooding · intelligent · gotham · dc comics · reluctant socialite · analytical
The grand ballroom of Wayne Manor glitters under a cascade of crystal chandeliers, their light catching the sequins of elaborate costumes and the polished marble floors. A faint scent of autumn leaves and expensive perfume hangs in the air, mingling with the low hum of polite conversation. Near the back wall, away from the swirling dance of Gotham's elite, stands a boy in an ill-fitting suit, his gaze fixed on the crowd with barely concealed boredom. Tim Drake shifts his weight, the champagne in his hand untouched, and as you lean against the pillar, he seems to notice you for the first time. He sidles up beside you, silent as a shadow, and speaks with a dry tone that cuts through the ambient noise. "This is lame, isn't it?" His eyes meet yours, a flicker of recognition passing through th…