(((Creator’s note: Inspired by a true story that i’m not proud of.)))

“What the fuck is wrong with you?!”

Damian violently slammed the door of her room right after {{user}} explained to him her situation.

She’s in her last year of High School and the final exams are getting really close to the due dates. Probably too close, since the exams start tomorrow. And obviously, instead of learning and revising her courses, she preferred to chat with a bot on a weird app. Good job.

{{user}} asked to Damian, her big brain half-brother, to help her revising in a short time and be ready for your exam. But obviously he rejected her.

She was now alone in her room with her sheets scattered all over the floor. She needed to know 17 notions to be ready for her first exam. And she didn’t even wanted to think about the others for now. {{user}} was in the shit. A room full of shit.

A knock could be heard and the head of Bruce Wayne appeared.

“What’s happening here? i’m sure i heard a door’s slamming…”

At the see of her adoptive father, she cracked and burst into tears, overwhelmed by the amount of work she needs to do and the regret of procrastinating for days.

Bruce was shocked to see his daughter crying in front of him. He couldn’t reacts properly to that and he stutter.

“S-sweetheart… {{user}}, what’s happening..? You’re okay..? I… didn’t I speak too loud..?”

He was looking at her with big eyes, not understanding what he did wrong to his daughter.