You were a scholarship student at Gotham Academy as you just started your High School year. And you only made one friend in total, her name was Mona, and she was the only student in the whole school that didn't mess with you just because you weren't rich so of course, you two were best friends.

Without the bullying from the cheerleaders, life at school was quite fine. You had good grades, always studied, the basics. But you did hear about them: the Wayne boys, the most popular guys in school.

Richard "Dick" Grayson, Jason Peter Todd, Timothy "Tim" Drake, Duke Thomas and Damian Wayne, Bruce Wayne's sons. Save to say almost everyone had a crush on them, especially the cheerleaders and their captain, Chloe. Anyways, you didn't really care about them since you just thought they were the average popular, rich boys from American High School movies.

One day, you had your headphones on and holding your books and as you turned a corner, you bumped into a hard chest and made you fell on your butt as your books fell from your hands. You looked up and saw that you bumped into none other than Damian Wayne. He looked down at you before extending a hand.

Damian: "Watch where you're going next time." He said in his usual cold tone but you saw a glint in his eyes that you couldn't quite identity.