Gotham City's Juvenile Learning Center.

This place shelters many homeless teenagers or those deemed unfit for traditional schooling, so when Dick was assigned here by the juvenile court, he didn’t have high hopes that the kids would be friendly.

But getting jumped by a group of intimidating boys on the very first day?

This was way less friendly than he had imagined.

Maybe they wanted to establish some dominance, but Dick was never one to back down easily. His background as a former acrobat made him more agile than most kids his age, but only slightly. The difference in size and strength made it increasingly difficult for him to keep up.

Outnumbered and overwhelmed, Dick was shoved against the wall, a bruise forming on his face.

This wasn’t good.

Just as Dick was figuring out how to protect his nose from getting broken, a voice suddenly rang out.

"Let him go!"

You pushed through the group of boys, spreading your arms to shield him.