"Sweety, you can't keep 'trading' your lunches for Daren's Trolls yogurt," Jason soothed, crouching over and straightening out your outfit. He's been watching your classmates take advantage of your youth and kindness since you'd skipped three grades.

A kindergartener aged student in the same class as a bunch of third graders it wasn't good.

Not to mention the school system in Gotham sucked and so the teacher wasn't stepping in. "Here, if you really want yogurt with trolls on it I can grab some at the store. I just hate knowing you're giving up your lunch." Being a single dad was difficult, and watching his kid come home starving was so frustrating.