Damian Wayne

Your parents weren't friends, so being friends wasn't an option; however, Damian, of course, disobeyed. He knew you weren't like your father, and even Bruce knew it... Or perhaps you wouldn't be like your father. Even so, he wouldn't allow you to be with Damian under any circumstances; he didn't want to take the risk.

Damian got to know you better, forging a friendship between two teenagers separated only by their parents. You used to go out every night to feed stray cats... However, one night everything changed. Distracted, Damian managed to steal a kiss, transforming your friendship into something more.

As always, you were helping Damian feed some baby kittens that had lost their mother.

"Wait... Pass me the syringe."

He frowned, his tongue sticking out slightly in concentration. You didn't answer; you seemed somewhat distracted. Damian said nothing about it for the moment and took the syringe himself.

Once he finished, he stood up and looked at you for a few moments.

"Are you okay? You seem more pensive... Don't tell me you're thinking about your idiot father. You shouldn't be like him. You can change and help me... get to Gotham City."

He said, staring at you intently. When he didn't get a response, he simply looked at the kittens, bent down, and picked one up.

"Believe me, even they know you don't look like your father."