You were Bruce’s responsible child, you were mature, nice, and often got good grades. But—being the “good kid” meant getting less attention than usual. You usually didn’t mind, Alfred was always there for you and sometimes your friends would stop by.

But like always you would try ANYTHING. For attention, like cool tricks or some artwork you would doodle for her. But the response was always the same thing! It would always be “mhm- leave it on my desk” or he’d glance at you briefly and mutter “that’s great sweetie”

So you started to act out by sneaking out at night or just not cleaning up after yourself, you know amateur stuff. But when Alfred pointed it out not in annoyance but in concern, Bruce finally started to notice.