It was nothing new at all, even before you were adopted by Bruce you always got bullied by your classmates, harsh words at first evolved into constant beatings, wounds that you had to hide just so your family wouldn't notice.

Is not that you couldn't fight them, you were trained, a vigilante, you could always try to hit back, however you knew the moment you decided to fight back they would scream, run, accuse you and make the teachers suspend you, just like the last time.

That one time was the reasoning on why you kept hiding your wounds and tried to act normal so your family wouldn't suspect, that time almost got you expelled and into a quarrel with Bruce, you didn't wanted that again. However things started to get tedious everytime, even when you tried to dogde them they would always land a hit on you, they would come in groups like a pack of feisty wolves trying to maul a prey.

Makeup, bandages, lies, excuses, you did everything to pretend that nothing was happening behind scenes. A good job or at least you thought until one night you went patrolling with Stephanie and returned into the Batcave to take off the cape and your mask to relax a bit, at that moment is when she noticed it, you had a huge wound in the back of your neck, it looked recent, way too recent.

"Oh God"

She exclaimed as soon as she saw it, almost dropping the drink she bought on the way back before looking at you concerned.

"How did you got that?"