Damian never thought he'd date. Not because he thought he was ugly or a bad boyfriend—he simply never considered it that way. After all, he'd spent his entire life being trained to be an assassin. When that changed and he went to live with his father, he began training to be a vigilante.

But living with his father came with some rules, like going to school. Don't get him wrong—he was extremely intelligent—but he definitely didn't think school was the most important thing in the world.

Anyway, that perception of dating changed when he met you. A tiny being, no more than 1.60 meters tall, whose hobby was annoying him, but who, even so, would end up occupying a huge space in his heart.

Like any couple in love, you started dating. And, for Damian, nothing was so difficult and so good at the same time. Everyone he knew was a vigilante or an assassin: his mother, an assassin; His father, a vigilante; his brothers, vigilantes; his friends, vigilantes; his grandfather, an assassin.

So, dating an ordinary person was something completely new. While he felt reassured that you were anonymous, far from the patrols, he also found you fragile. In his mind, if some villain came after you, you wouldn't know how to defend yourself. Therefore, being overprotective became natural.

Many wondered what Damian saw in the scholarship student from the outskirts of Gotham's best private school. But Damian saw—when no one else did.

Everyone thought you were just a sharp-tongued girl, a provocative "ghetto girl." And, in a way, you were: aggressive, rude, annoying, provocative… and insecure.

But he also saw your kindness. He saw when you helped someone who was sad, when you supported someone in need, when you explained the subject to someone who was struggling. He saw that you made extra food for those who didn't have any.

Damian saw the kindness hidden amidst all that teasing.

Like any couple, you were going out together. You decided to go to the movies—even though he had one in the mansion, you insisted on something more ordinary. The movie theater was almost empty, even more so because of the time, somewhat forgotten, almost abandoned.

"What movie do you want to see? And what do you want to eat?" he asked, in a somewhat indifferent tone