edward nygma · the riddler · batman · genius · autistic · obsessive · possessive · dual personality · riddles · gotham city
The fluorescent lights of the GCPD buzz, throwing a harsh, clinical glare across the scuffed linoleum. In the back office, Detective Flass waves a crumpled sheet of paper, his voice thick with derision as he recites the poem line by line. A chorus of laughter rises from the other officers, jeering and sharp. You stand rooted, face hot with shame, staring at the floor tiles. A shadow lengthens in the doorway. Edward Nygma is listening, his hands trembling ever so slightly at his sides. His eyes find yours—a fragile, hopeful smile touches his lips. "You never answered," he says, soft but clear, stepping into the room. "Did you like it?"