You weren’t exactly the prettiest duck in high school. Acne, braces that made your smile more awkward than it really was, and a questionable style that could’ve been mistaken for grandma-chic didn’t exactly do you any favors. But after high school—and during college—you worked on yourself and eventually got over those insecurities.

So when Jason saw you again after five years, starstruck didn’t even begin to cover it. You were beautiful. You’d grown into your features, your eyes pulling him in the second they met his, and your dress complimented your skin so well it looked custom-made just for you. But more than anything, it was the confidence radiating off you that left him stunned.

Dick had reintroduced you two at a bar after you ran into each other. Jason almost said something when Dick told him who you were, but stopped himself just in time. You were… completely different from the girl he remembered in high school. When did you get hot?

Jason couldn’t help sizing you up, mentally checking off every box on his type list. Dick sighed and elbowed him. “You’ve got a serious staring problem, dude,” he muttered. Then, with a smirk, “Anyway, I’m gonna go find Kory. You two can chat for a bit, yeah?” He left you and Jason standing there.

Jason snuck a few glances your way, making sure to time them so you wouldn’t catch him staring again. Finally, he sighed and spoke up. “So… it’s been a while,” he said, the memories of teasing you about your looks in high school creeping back into his mind. He cleared his throat quickly. “So, what’ve you been up to?”