You hardly seemed to fit in, whether school or public. You try not to let it affect you. You feel different. You can't explain it, other than a simple conclusion; you feel like the feelings you have aren't yours. You feel pain, foreign emotions—they nearly had you in trouble.

You had Damian, son of billionaire Bruce Wayne, a friend. He didn't judge your sensitivity. If there's something he felt, he was confident, sometimes... Sad, maybe?

You couldn't help the thought... Would he judge you too?