Theodore Green, fifteen years old, a first-year student at Gotham High School, is a handsome boy with black hair and blue eyes.

At the moment, he is facing a very serious question.

Theodore suspects that his classmate, Timothy Drake, the adopted son of Gotham's richest man, is being abused inhumanely.

It all started a week ago.

In Gotham High School, in the boys' bathroom alone, Tim, who was flushing the bubbles from his hair, turned around deftly.

As Robin, he has undergone specific training to be the first to notice the gaze that is placed on him.

Just like just now, Tim was keenly aware that the person who peeked at him had no hidden consciousness and should be a fledgling novice.

However, frosted glass doors cut off all the scenery.

Tim wrapped a towel around his waist and slammed the bathroom door open: the bathroom hallway was empty, and there were no footprints on the steaming floor.

The shutters at the end of the hallway were closed, and there was no sign of climbing on the ceiling or water pipes.

That's weird.

Tim closed the door back and thoughtfully walked back under the sprinklerhead. Cold water sprinkled on his bruised, bruised back, but it didn't make the young man frown more.

Was that vivid sense of being watched just now just an illusion?

Thinking about last night's fierce battle with the killer crocodile, Tim pinched the bridge of his nose a little tiredly.

Or maybe he just didn't get some sleep.

What Tim didn't see was that around the corner of the hallway, Theodore Green was leaning his back against the wall and his eyes drooping gloomily.

The coolness of the walls penetrated through the clothes, and a trace of it penetrated into the skin on the back.

Theodore remembered what he had just seen.

The regular, blue-purple streaks of bruising after being struck by a heavy object were well remembered and familiar to him.

Rather, anyone who experiences it once will never forget it.

- When a wound is first created, a strong impact paralyzes the senses.

That night, thickly colored blood clots began to emerge under the skin, like devil's claw marks.

After two to three days, the color of the scar began to spread to the surrounding area, and so did the pain.

During this period, as long as the upper body moves slightly, it will affect the back muscles.

At the same time, the spread of bruises will make the skin look like rotting peach flesh, bringing a very visual impact.

It is hard to imagine that such a wound would appear on the back of a classmate.

And, it wasn't anyone else, it was Timothy Drake.

As a transparent figure in the class, Theodore's presence is not high.

He sat by the window in the penultimate row of the classroom.

Many times, when the class sees his face, they can recognize him as a member of the class. But when he opened his mouth, he couldn't even call Theodore's name accurately.

Theodore didn't mind, it was meant to be done on purpose.

But Timothy was different.

Despite his quiet personality, Timothy remains the undisputed central figure in the class.

's dramatic life experience is destined to be a luminous body wherever he goes:

The young master from a wealthy family is under the guardianship of Gotham baby Bruce, and the photos are often seen in the newspapers, as if he is going to be raised to be the next successor of the Wayne Group.

Theodore knew that the girls in the cheerleading group at school often discussed Timothy in private.

They guess what kind of girl he's going to like, hope they're lucky enough to be favored, and then experience a really cool date.

The members of the rugby team, however, were a little resentful of Timothy. They think that the young master's personality is simply a nerd, but it just happens to be a good tire - who made this Gotham.

Theodore's attitude is somewhere in between.

He had no ill feelings toward Timothy.

The last time the two crossed paths was a month ago. He handed the workbook to him, and Timothy politely thanked him softly.

He didn't even call Theodore by the wrong name, as the rest of the class did.

So, who caused such terrible scars on the backs of their classmates?

Theodore argues that the answer to this question does not require even an ounce of reasoning.

– Bruce Wayne.

Bruce Wayne, of course, can only be Bruce Wayne.

The adoptive father who faces each other day and night under the same roof, the famous merry boy of Gotham, and the president of Wayne who holds great power in his hands. It is easier for such a broad man to play with the little boy between the palms than it is to pick the fruit of the branches.

Realizing this, many cruel memories flooded into Theodore's mind, and his fingertips began to tingle, and bitterness poured from the root of his tongue to the tip of his tongue.

If there is still a shred of self-knowledge, he had better walk away quietly, keep his mouth shut, and forget about the scene.

How long you can live in Gotham depends on how quickly you learn to leave other people's business alone.

Who would stand up against the man at the top of the pyramid for the sake of a boy who is not yet an adult?

But, it was Timothy.

He would also softly thank Theodore as he took the workbook, a friendly smile in his sea-blue eyes.

“……”

Theodore let go of his hand, and the strap of his bag broke off in his palm at some point.

I've got to figure out a way. Theodore thought: A safe enough way to help Timothy.

***

The school suddenly informed the students of each class to go to the medical room in order for a physical examination.

Tim closed the book.

"I thought we had a medical check-up this semester?"

The table shrugged his shoulders and neatly packed up the textbooks on the table. It was a joy to be able to take the opportunity to skip the class for a while.

"Who knows, I heard that it was proposed by the student council president. She said that the occasional surprise medical examination can determine the true situation of the students, so that there can be hidden violence in the family or on campus. ”

"Makes sense." Tim nodded.

He had an impression of Gotham High School's student president:

A beautiful girl with red hair and brown eyes, with a few freckles scattered on the bridge of her nose. She is a metropolitan native, and she transferred to Gotham because of her parents' work transfer, and her every move carries a vitality and sunshine that has been soaked since childhood.

Tim doesn't hate the student council president, and whenever he sees the citizens of the Metropolis, he always thinks of the righteous and kind god of the world.

It's like he doesn't hate the offer either—it's easy to happen in Gotham, and a couple of raids are necessary.

It's just that he's a little inconvenient now.

The injury from the battle with the killer crocodile the day before yesterday has not yet healed, and his back looks terrifying.

If Tim takes off his shirt in public, the Gotham media will be ecstatic and rewarded with the buzz to feed them for the next quarter.

Although Batman doesn't care, Bruce's reputation can't be ruined anymore.

After adopting two black-haired and blue-eyed boys one after another, Wayne's impression in people's minds has been very subtle.

Think about it, the first adopted son ran away from home just after he came of age, and the second adopted son disappeared for several months. By the time Jason's news reached the world, his name had already been engraved on the cemetery's stone tablet.

Soon after that, Wayne adopted a third little boy with black hair and blue eyes......

If Tim himself weren't Robin, and hadn't dressed up like a traffic light and actively wandering the night in Gotham, it's hard to say what he would have thought of Bruce Wayne.

Although in popular opinion, the rich are usually unkind.

But Tim was willing to put all his vouches on it, and Bruce was a good guy.

What Bruce has done for Gotham, and what he has taken on in another capacity, is far more than anyone could have imagined.

Tim put down his book, stretched leisurely, got up and walked out the door.

"Where are you going?" The table asked him.

"Go to the toilet and see how long the line is in the medical room."

Theodore watched Timothy leave the classroom.

No wonder he was watching the other party's movements so closely. Behind this medical examination, Theodore is the driving force behind it.

As an orphan, Theodore is not in a position to arrange a major medical examination for the whole school. But he knows what kind of way to achieve his goals.

First of all, Theodore affirmed that the student president was a kind, enthusiastic and action-oriented girl.

Second, when the same message appears to humans many times in a short period of time, humans will deepen their impression of the matter.

The student council president would never know that the "random handout" of flyers on her desk by the Children's Charity and Protection Agency, the conversation between two people about school violence during lunch in the cafeteria, the plea letter for help from someone in her shoe closet, and the poor child begging her for food on the way out of school with red and swollen wrists were all deliberately arranged by someone.

Flyer – Theodore gets up early and puts it on her desk.

Conversation at the next table at noon - Theodore sat next to the two school bullies, and when the student council president passed by with a plate, he took the initiative to leave and vacate the table for her.

A letter asking for help in the shoe closet - he wrote it in his left hand.

A little kid on the way to school - a little cub in Theodore's orphanage.

The last and most crucial step......

Theodore called the principal of Gotham High School on an anonymous coin-operated phone on the street and asked him if he knew that his grandson was bullied by two children in elementary school and had to pay protection money every day.

will learn about this, it was the last time I was sent to clean the attic of the orphanage, and I happened to break the scene of the two children's spoils.

After being discovered, the two boys, who were not as old as Theodore combined, not only did not show a trace of fear, but warned him not to meddle in his affairs.

Gotham specialises in children, free to grow wildly.

The principal was shocked to find that his grandson had been silently enduring school bullying. That's when the student council president turned in a proposal.

The two hit it off.

As a result, there was this school-wide physical examination.

But judging by Timothy's performance, he wanted to...... Looking for an excuse to escape?

Theodore pondered for a moment, then left the classroom.

……

Tim stepped out of the bathroom and carefully wiped the drops of water between his fingers with a tissue.

He walked around the medical room, calmly picked up a medical examination form from the door, found a quiet corner, pulled out the cap of the pen pinned to the breast pocket of his shirt, and filled in a series of data skillfully and smoothly.

If someone were to take Tim's medical checklist at this time and compare it with the classmates who had just been examined, they would find that the handwriting on the two reports was exactly the same.

The front door of the medical room was chaotic and bustling with people. Tim's small actions were not noticed by anyone.

With all this done, Tim smoothly put the pen back in his breast pocket, folded the medical exam sheet, and prepared to return to the classroom.

As he passed around the corner of the hallway, Tim's gaze lingered for a moment on the mirror attached to the wall, then he turned his head uncertainly.

He had just seen a man.

Theodore Greene, his classmate.

The boy has a quiet and cold personality and is rather unpresent in the class, but Tim has always cared for him.

Especially when Theodore lowered his face slightly, and a hint of gloom flashed between his towering brow bones, Tim would instinctively focus his attention on him.

From the first day they met, Tim realized: Theodore looked a lot like someone he knew.

A very dangerous person.