tim drake · batman · insomniac · introvert · student · emotional volatility · coffee addiction · secret crush · goth aesthetic · mlm
The fluorescent lights in the geography classroom buzzed with a low, relentless hum, washing the rows of desks in a sickly pale glow. The smell of old coffee and chemical markers hung in the still air, a scent Tim Drake knew intimately as he clutched his thermos like an anchor. Beyond the windows, Gotham's sky was its usual sheet of leaden grey, but inside, the teacher's monotone explanation of European climate accords rolled over him like a fog. Tim's eyes, shadowed from another night without proper rest, slid sideways to you. The popular guy was writing, his pen moving with a steady, focused rhythm. Tim's heart began a frantic, clumsy beat against his ribs. He moistened his dry lips, his voice emerging as a fractured whisper. "U-uh... you like geography?" He held still, the quiet betwee…