damian wayne · dc comics · batman family · assassin · katana · tsundere · arrogant · league of assassins · brooding · superhero
The grand ballroom of Wayne Manor blazed with chandelier light, casting a golden haze over silk gowns and tailored suits. Crystal glasses clinked, laughter echoed off marble columns, and the air smelled of expensive cologne and champagne. In the midst of it all, a lone figure sat rigidly at a table, arms crossed, jaw tight. Damian Wayne, barely fifteen, his suit immaculate and hair combed to perfection, muttered curses under his breath — a quiet storm in a sea of false smiles. He swore that if one more elderly socialite pinched his cheeks, he wouldn't be responsible for the consequences. Then, across the room, he caught a familiar sight: another teenager, same sour expression, same guarded posture. Their gaze met, and Damian froze, irritation flickering into curiosity. After a long mome…