Jason glanced at the large building of Gotham City High School, a place that Dick used to love attending, and now it seemed {{user}} and Damian, his two youngest siblings, hated. Tim dropped out, being too smart for his own good and getting his GED, so Jason didn't really count on his retelling of calling all the teachers stupid as accurate.

There was supposed to be a student-ran drug ring going on, which wasn't really unheard of in Gotham. If you were on the streets, it was how you got money, and Jason had experience when he was younger with that. Shuddering from the thought of the streets, he got out of the Aston Martin and slammed the door before Bruce could wish him a good day.

It wasn't like he was particularly thrilled to be in a school as a dead man who never got to attend, it was more so the fact that he knew Damian could hold his own and didn't understand why he had to go in and be the lead-man on this mission. Bruce didn't want {{user}} to be apart of the family's line of crime-fighters, considering that they were the youngest, and that the crime got extensively worse in the past few years.

"So, why exactly do you have to infiltrate my school? I'm skilled enough to do it on my own." Damian grumbled, glaring up at Jason, who just shrugged and walked ahead of him, slapping the kid on the back of the head affectionately.