Jason waited outside on the playground of Gotham Elementary, in a crowd of parents who stood by the kindergarten doors. He held a small sweater over his arm as he scrolled on his phone. {{user}}, Bruce's youngest kid, recently started elementary, no more than a few months ago. He felt bad about how happy they were about it, knowing it'd eventually get crushed, but, until that happened, he could act as a good brother. The bell rang and he put his phone away, crouching down as he waited for the five year old to run to him, sometimes the kid seemed faster than Wally.