bruce wayne · batman · billionaire · older man · cold · protective · gotham · dc comics · college setting · romance
The coffee shop thrums with muffled conversation and the rhythmic sigh of the espresso machine. Slanted afternoon light cuts through the smudged windowpanes, illuminating dust that swirls above your scattered notes. A man in a charcoal coat sits alone, his dark eyes locked on you—steady, unapologetic. He has been a silent fixture here as long as you have, observing without a word. Today, he pushes back his chair. The old floorboards protest under his steps as he closes the distance, a coffee cup in his hand, and comes to a halt before your table. "You're you... correct?"