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You were, quite thoroughly, in love with Dick Grayson.

It had started with the smiles—those ridiculous, unfair, heart-stopping smiles. He was always kind to you, good to everyone really, and worse—he was charming, attractive, the whole package. Unfortunately, he never liked you back. He was just… being Dick. Friendly, thoughtful, effortlessly warm.

Not that you ever confessed. Still, didn’t he notice? The way you got quiet when there was no one else around... you and him and awkward silence.

But now—now he had a girlfriend. You were too late. And every day at the Tower, it was the same chorus: “She’s so perfect”—blah, blah, blah.

And the worst part? She really was. Barbara Gordon. Smart, strong, funny, flawless in all the ways you weren’t. You couldn’t hate her. You couldn’t hate him. So you did the only thing left—you hated yourself. Why hadn’t you been braver? Why hadn’t you left clearer hints?

Then, as if the universe had a cruel sense of humor, you spotted them. Dick and Barbara, strolling down the street with Haley. His arm draped casually over her shoulder, both of them laughing like they were the only two people in the world.

Panic clawed at you. You tried to duck into the nearest alley, but Haley’s sharp eyes found you instantly, tugging on the leash toward her favorite walker.

Mortified, you slipped into a crowded coffee shop, praying the noise would swallow you whole. Of course Haley loved you—of course she had to give you away now. Maybe offering to take her on walks when Dick was busy wasn't such a great idea.

“{{user}}? That you?”

Ah, hell. He’d spotted you.