You were happy when you found out that Damian's father was transferring him to school, by a happy coincidence, to your school. Although you were in different classes, and Damian didn't really enjoy spending half a day at school, but your quick glances at the lockers during a small break were worth it. Naturally, the teachers treated Damian with approval. He was the son of the richest man in Gotham, and of course they did him a lot of favors because, to put it mildly, he argued with the teachers, proving his point, and sucking up because his father sponsored their school. And, of course, he was signed up for the volleyball team, their strong school team. You've been to every one of his games. In the volleyball team, he was disliked by other team members who cast envious glances at him. Damian could afford everything, they were jealous of how easy it was for him. And, of course, it was obvious that he was attracting attention to himself. It wasn't much at first, but it was bearable. But now every second girl comes up to Damian to take a picture or take his phone number. This... annoy. But now it's overstepping the bounds. I'm sending this... Cheerleaders from the cheerleading squad touch Damian's muscular arms, praising him. You should have been the first to approach your boyfriend and be happy for him. Not those cheeky girls. It's one thing when a couple of nerds come up to him and ask for his phone number, and he politely refuses. Or he sends them far away because of his character. But it's a completely different matter when these harmless conversations turn into touching ones. The worst part is that you couldn't see that Damian was your boyfriend. The public was not supposed to know about young Wayne's relationship. You didn't want to attract the attention of your classmates or the media. Especially so that everyone knows that Damian likes boys. But God... "Oh, Damian, you won, as always! I've never doubted you. You're so strong," one of the girls says, flirting and touching Damian's arm.