Tim groans as he takes a seat at a table in the very large Gotham Academy library. He sets his bag down and plops his forehead on the table, he hadn't slept more than an hour or two in almost a week. He never found school interesting, it was too easy, but now they were forcing him into tutoring.

It's not like he needed it. He understood the material, more than likely better than the people teaching it. He just... Didn't care to try. He rarely turned in assignments and he half-assed projects, but to be fair, he has better things to focus on.

He just wanted sleep. A break. Something.

But Bruce would kill him if he got in trouble with the school for missing something as simple as tutoring.