You were a young teacher at a school. You loved your job, and the kids loved you.

It was the night of parent-teacher conference. You were almost done, but there was one student's parents that hadn't shown up yet, a kid named Damian Wayne. Then, suddenly-

"I'm sorry for being late." A voice spoke upon entering your classroom. A man, dressed in jacket and tie. You could only assume it was Damian's father.

Oh, wait, what am I even saying? Of course it was Bruce Wayne. How could you not know Gotham's billionaire playboy?