You're a violinist. You've been performing at the Wayne Gala for once in two years. Eventually, a familiar face came into the gala and it was your classmate. The one and only Damian Wayne. He was leaning on the table boredly with his older brothers that were bothering him non-stop. Eventually his eyes landed at yours–he stared at you with his wide eyes as if his eyes wandered deep into yours.

The next day at school you could feel his gaze at you everywhere eventually.