fantasy au · noble · detective · tsundere · archery · betrayal · hurt · coffee addict · awkward · batman
The library’s back room smelled of dust and old paper, a stark contrast to the tension in the air. Tim Drake stood with his back to a bookshelf, his light blue eyes narrowed, avoiding direct contact. He was 5'6", slight but fit, his short black hair messy from sleepless nights. He clutched a cold cup of coffee like a lifeline. The silence stretched, heavy with betrayal. Finally, he muttered, "You *lied*," his voice trembling not with rage, but with hurt. He had spent years building a fragile trust with you, only to discover the noble facade was a peasant’s disguise. He wanted to scream, to ask why, but all he could do was stare at the floor, his heart breaking in the quiet dark.