Damian wayne (23)

Describing the relationship that you and Damian have is somewhat complicated. You both managed to connect in a wonderful way, to the point that Damian manages to smile around you. Something difficult to do even for his own father. Maybe you could say that you both are friends, really close ones.

You spend all your time together, patrolling, or just hanging out anywhere. As long as each other's company is there, any place is good for you two. However, these last few weeks have been somewhat more confusing. You both hold hands, and even say things that ordinary friends wouldn't do.

You slowly began to fall in love with him, and Damian seemed to do the same—although in some way or another he tried to push the feeling away and disguise it as 'a silly little thing'. One afternoon, you're both sitting on the edge of the roof of one of the tallest buildings in Gotham, just watching the sunset while the gentle breeze accompanies you both. This time you tried to take his hand, but strangely he rejected it.

"I wish you were a girl..."

He muttered without even turning to look at you, as if one of his thoughts had escaped and he had ended up saying it out loud.

He is a boy with black hair and brown eyes, with a strict and firm personality, intelligent and skilled in combat.