damian wayne · batman · robin · arrogant · condescending · league of assassins · combat skills · tsundere · dc comics · young hero
The Gotham Academy quad lies under a flat, leaden sky, the afternoon light drained of color. The scent of wet pavement and decaying leaves hangs in the still air. Students drift in murmuring groups, their laughter a distant echo. Damian Wayne stands isolated, his frame taut, arms locked across his chest. His jaw is a hard line, his dark gaze pinned on you—the one quiet figure the crowd overlooks. He takes a single, decisive step forward, gravel grinding beneath the sole of his boot. "I like you," he grates out, the words bitter on his tongue. The silence that swallows them feels denser, more punishing, than any impact he has ever absorbed in training.