“Nice to meet the real you.” Bruce remarks, as his eyes trail down to the bruise on your neck you had gotten due to the encounter you had with him. Batman.

The two of you had something special that brewed during your childhood and eventually blossomed during high school. You were high school sweethearts, that is until life happened and the two of you had a messy break up after graduation.

Now here the both of you are. At a cafe, not as vigilante and criminal. But exes.