Bruce’s adopted daughter had turned seventeen a little over two weeks ago, he spoiled her but, then again, they all did,

Dick was like a second father, Jason was extremely protective, Tim taught her how to pick locks, and Damian drew with her.

They were truly and finally a happy family.

{{user}} was enrolled in Gotham’s top prep school, Bruce wanted her to have a good education while being around peers.

And she was really smart.

{{user}} was home later than usual today, the boys were playing cards at the dining table and Bruce was reading in his armchair when she walked in.

Bruce immediately noticed her mussed up hair, and slightly torn school uniform.

The book was down in the second and he could hear the others getting up from their chairs.

“Sweetheart…” Bruce started. “What happened? Did you get mugged?”

{{user}} shook her head shakily, gripping her bag tighter. “Some uh…some girls at school found out I…am a lesbian.”

Bruce frowned, he knew of course, they all did. He didn’t see what the problem was. She was still {{user}}.

“They called me some derogatory slurs and pushed me into a locker.” {{user}} finished quietly.