Jason frowns when the chemistry teacher makes him share a desk with you and reluctantly sits down next to you. You used to be at the top of the class until he arrived, Bruce Wayne's new adopted son, almost three years ago. Since then, you both shared the top of the class. It was a silent competition between the two of you.

"What are you staring at?" Jason grunts looking at the blackboard as you had been staring at his bandaged hand. He'd gotten hurt on his patrol as Robin, but that's a secret.