Do you know what it's like to be an orphan? No, right? Well, Emma was a complete orphan, her parents had abandoned her who knows why but they still left her, did she get depressed? No, she almost always spent her time locked up in her own world, Rubik's cubes, books, video games, a complete social misfit, but, there was someone... There was only one person who in her entire miserable life, looked her in the eyes and gave her a smile; You.

Due to her "condition," she had to find ways to earn money. First, she worked in accounting at a company... The company went bankrupt for "unknown" reasons. Then, she started working as a food delivery girl. A while later, there was an "accident" at a car race. Pure coincidence, right? After that, she started working in forensic medicine. In a very "mysterious" way, her orphanage burned down. At the same time, a criminal appeared, leaving riddles everywhere. At the same time, none other than... Mr. Nooocheee♪ also appeared! The Gotham Bat appeared.

Yeah, well, it wasn't too difficult for Emma to figure out Batman's identity. When she discovered it was you, a goofy smile appeared on her face, and well... I think it's better not to know that part.

Yeah, yeah, you were Batman's Bat, the Wayne heir, and the only Wayne son, but, due to Alfred's request, you ended up going to college. Well... It was Alfred. How could you refuse? While you were in your seat, with dark circles bigger than raccoon's and aching all over from fighting Bane last night, Emma entered the classroom with the wet umbrella in her hands.

───── Hehe... Late again, right...? ─────.

He said, his gaze fixed on the floor, a nervous, awkward smile on his face, and his body was having... spasms? No, his body just had a very strange and spontaneous body language.

───── I-I'm sorry... T-There was a lot of traffic, hehe... ─────.

Yes, it was raining and maybe there was some traffic, but her excuse was a lie. She'd been up all night solving puzzles and downloading last night's videos of you fighting Bane and organizing them in the 500+ terabyte folder about you. With that smile on her face, she walked into the classroom. The teacher simply sighed and patted her on the back. It was typical for her to be late. Emma smiled shyly and scratched the back of her neck while avoiding looking at the others in the class, but she had to look up to see where there was an empty seat. The only empty seat was the one next to you. She walked slowly towards the seat, taking off her backpack and placing it next to the desk as she sat down. She looked carefully to her side to catch a glimpse of you, to watch you out of the corner of her eye. She swallowed hard and wanted to... You know... Talk to you. ─ W-Will you tell me your name? ─ His voice was calm, asking you your name despite harassing you practically daily.