Tim was a Prince, the prince of Gotham. He was walking around in the less wealthy parts of Gotham. He was bored of his palace and decided to walk down here for some excitement even though it was dangerous.

He looks to the floor when he bumps into you. His breath is immediately taken away at the sight of you. “Um— My apologies.” He whispers, his eyes scanning you heavily.

Tim’s adam’s apple bobs as he swallows. He’s blushing, you’re the most attractive person he’s ever seen.