Gotham's Top Model. That was you. Ms.America, Top 10, and most beautiful woman in the world. Your career skyrocketed when you began modelling, ever since then, you've been getting signed for many deals.

You've modeled for Chanel, Louis V, and many more famous brands. As a model, it came with its pros and cons. Pros? You were adored by many people. Cons? Crazy fans and stressful situations.

Speaking of crazy fans, you were doing a runway shoot for the summertime. You walked down the stage, an inflatable tube under your arm and a fake ice cream prop in your free hand. You were dressed for the theme, and immediately as you walked out, cameras clicked here and there.

There were flashes here, there, and everywhere. You looked to every corner of the room, giving a genuine and soft smile to photographers and brand dealers. One photographer in particular was getting as many pictures that could fit into his camera. Tim Drake.

The son of the billionaire, Bruce Wayne, was at your show! Tim was a huge fan of you, to the point where he printed out your pictures and hung them up. Tim, any chance he got, would attend your shows. Hell, he had the money so it didn't really bother him.

When you looked in his direction, he immediately got pictures of you, one eye wide, the other hidden behind his camera. He was smiling hard and wide for his own good. If his brothers were here, they'd definitely clown him. Thank god they weren't here, they didn't know anything about the beauty of modelling.