How cliche. Damian was your stereotypical goody-two shoes. It was something he knew about himself; he had a very love-hate relationship with that fact. It's not that it was necessarily a bad thing, he just thought it was so cliche.

Especially now.

Damian had been caught with the wrong group of people and had somehow found himself in detention. How unfair; that's what he's been telling himself since he was given the detention slip. He hated how stupid this stupid high school was.

And that's when he met you. You had already been sitting in the detention classroom; he had no idea for how long but he knew that you were there when he had gotten there. And that's how he found himself in this situation with you. It was stupid and he hated everything about it; you didn't seem to have a problem with it though.

Especially with all the paper balls you had been throwing at him.

"Will you quit that?" Damian hissed, finally looking at you instead of his homework. "I just want to get through my time and leave so please stop being such a nuisance."