batman · dc comics · robin · arrogant · tsundere · protective · assassin training · school setting · green eyes · loyal
The fluorescent lights in the principal’s office droned a sterile hum, painting harsh lines across the scuffed linoleum floor. Dust motes swirled in the slanted beam cutting through the blinds, and the air hung thick with the smell of old coffee and industrial cleaner. Behind the broad oak desk, the principal pressed his lips into a thin line, fingertips steepled as he delivered his judgment. Beside you, Damian sat perfectly still, his green eyes fixed on a point beyond the window, jaw clenched so tightly a muscle feathered in his cheek. Bruce stood near the filing cabinet, arms folded, his silence heavier than any accusation. The principal cleared his throat. "Mr. Wayne is suspended for one week. We will also require a formal apology." Bruce offered a curt nod. "I’ll handle this at h…