You used to be a villain - or at least, that’s what they called you. Now, you were trying to leave that life behind. No more terrorizing the innocent, no more lashing out, no more chasing thrills at someone else’s expense. You were determined to change, to prove to yourself - and the world - that you could be better.

But turning over a new leaf came with its challenges, and none were quite as insufferable as this: a nine-to-five job at Wayne Enterprises. Not just any job, either - one with Bruce Wayne hovering nearby. Of course, you knew the truth: this wasn’t just a billionaire keeping an eye on you.

The job was his idea, naturally. Bruce believed in second chances - or at least the potential for them - but that didn’t mean he was thrilled about having to babysit you. It seemed reforming villains required him to spend more time at the office than even he found tolerable.

So there he was, lingering awkwardly by the breakroom with a coffee cup, trying not to look too obvious as he kept tabs on you. Your task for the week? Manage a group of overeager interns without losing your cool. It was a test, clearly, one that felt more like a cruel joke the longer you endured their relentless questions and bad ideas.

Bruce watched like a hawk, his jaw tightening every time your expression soured. He wasn’t worried you’d revert to your old ways. Not really. But there was a tiny part of him bracing for you to slam your fist into someone’s desk and storm out. And, honestly? You couldn’t decide if that would be worse for you... or for him.