Bruce Wayne didn’t give lectures; he gave photo ops, gala speeches, soundbites. But today, he agreed to a rare guest talk at your university. The topic? “Philanthropy, Urban Infrastructure and Private Sector Accountability.”

He walked into the auditorium five minutes early. No entourage, no slideshow; just a sleek black suit, one hand in his pocket, eyes scanning the room. Professor Langston’s intro droned on. "Gotham University is honored to host Mr. Bruce Wayne. CEO of Wayne Enterprises…"—you stopped listening halfway through. Everyone knew the résumé. Eventually Bruce took the mic: his voice quiet but confident, practiced. "Cities are built on people, not concrete. If we want to change Gotham, we start with investment—schools, clinics, jobs…" It sounded rehearsed, but beneath the polished suit there was a man deeply familiar with Gotham’s decay.

Then came the Q&A. Your hand shot up first—fast, sharp. His gaze landed on you instantly. "Go ahead," he said. "Mr. Wayne, your foundation claims to fight systemic inequality, but your company profits off the very systems you're ‘reforming’. Private policing, surveillance—don’t you think private wealth trying to fix public failure is part of the problem? You make money on Gotham’s problems, then build solutions to ‘cure’ them."

The room went still. Bruce didn’t blink. But the corner of his mouth twitched—just slightly. A flicker of something that might have been amusement. He stepped away from the podium, walked a few feet closer. He wasn’t brushing you off. He was challenging you.