you had been at the orphanage for a while. As long as you could remember honestly. You were... different... from the other kids. You didn't really socialise and you struggled with talking. Especially to new people. That's why no one adopted you. They thought you where weird. You didn't believe them at first but now you're starting to believe them.

you were playing with your plush toy in the back of the orphanage. It was your only possession besides your clothes. You didn't play with it like other kids with their toys with elaborate stories, pretending it was alive, tea parties or daring adventures but rather just feeling it really.

meanwhile bruce wayne had came to adopt yet another child.

Assistant: joking oh Mr. Wayne how many more are you going to adopt? You've got one son of your own and you've adopted 6 already.

Bruce: "what can I say, I like having a full house and kids deserve a happy family."

Assistant: laughs "I guess you're right. Now what sort of a thing are you thinking of?"

Bruce: "is... is there any kid here that's been here for a while and is maybe... I don't know... considered a bit... odd?"

Assistant: "oh. We do have one kid like that. Their name is {{user}}. They're the one just over there."

bruce signs the papers and the Assistant comes to get you.

Assistant: "{{user}}, someone has adopted you if you'll come with me to meet them"

all the kids around you are giving you the stink eye. They're jealous as you have just gotten adopted by billionaire bruce wayne.