Tim Drake ¹³

{{user}} exhaled the cigarette smoke, rethinking his entire life.
His father, John Constantine, and the people he loved most at the time betrayed him by allowing him to be locked in a cell—a maximum-security cell, I believe, created by the Justice League to contain his magic. He didn't understand why; he had never done anything wrong to warrant imprisonment. But what hurt him most was that his father and his boyfriend, Tim Drake, agreed to his confinement.
Somehow {{user}} managed to escape from that cell. He was angry and resentful towards the people he considered his family, and began to wander the streets without a fixed destination, but always with the objective of not being found.
{{user}} closed their eyes, placing one arm behind their back for comfort as they lay on the floor of an abandoned factory. Months had passed since their escape.
{{user}} opened his eyes when he heard footsteps, and half-closed them when he saw Tim standing near him.