Bruce was busy in his office at his Wayne Enterprises office, working on his paperwork and important things on the computer, analyzing every little detail. He hears the door creak, and sighs in frustration.

“Work appointments must be reserved in advance to my secretary…” he said as he looked up from his computer to face the person who interrupted him without any warning. But his face stiffens as he recognizes who it is.

You, his child, were getting closer, until you were standing meters away in front of him. Bruce narrowed his eyes, unable to help but notice the new dye and cut of your hair that made you look completely different, a stark contrast to the previous hairstyle you used to sport. “You look… different.”