Демонические птицы-онешоты

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I started watching one anime and I wanted to make an analogue in fanfic

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Wayne wandered around the library, fully immersed in the book. Like there's nothing to do, the story on the pages has completely stolen his attention. Until a girl in a blue bodysuit caught his attention, she caught his attention.

"Wow.."

She passed by almost all the people, she didn't seem to show off, but she didn't act like a quiet person. He didn't know how to react until she decided to approach him. He naturally paid attention to her.

She stood next to him, making sure he was looking at her. "Hmm. Looks like you see me."
He nodded silently in response.

"Well, bye."

He clearly knew what to say.

"Sorry, you seem to be from high school at Gotham Academy. Rachel Roth."

She turned to him. "You seem to be studying there too, since you know who I am"

"I'm Damian Wayn--"

"I know who you are, Wayne. I'll give you advice, forget that you saw me and don't mess with me." And she turned to leave.

"Hmm."

(Morning the next day)

"Yeah, forget that.. "

"Brooother!", Little helena burst into his room and jumped on the bed.

"Ouch. Helena, what is it-"

She quickly wrapped her arms around his neck and started whining. "I had a bad dream and my mom left and I was cold!"

"You are no longer little and you need to ask before you enter someone else's room, there is Tim for that."

He continued to suffocate him with her arms, "Nooo, Tim is boring"

"Heh, I agree here-"
He pushes her away, "that's enough, I'm late for class."

...
(After school)

After a tiring day and quarreling with his friend Jon's stupid girlfriend:

...

He was drinking his juice while sitting in the yard when Donna's shadow fell on him.

"Listen Wayne, I really ask you not to talk to Jon anymore."

He distracted himself from the drink, "you might think I'm somehow stopping you from dating."

"It has nothing to do with it. Everyone knows these rumors about you." He smirked in response. "I don't want you to drag him to the bottom."

"So, since you're talking to me, you're going to be there soon, too." He went back to drink again.

Donna loses her temper. "Are you insane?? Do you want to get it in the face?!"

"No, but apparently I'll get it anyway. What are you mad about? Period?"

Donna blushed with anger and embarrassment, "Fuck you, you... You moron Wayne!" And left with an irritated face.

...

Wayne finally goes to the bus station, where he sees Rachel again.

He noticed two people who seemed to recognize her and tried to quietly take a picture of her.

"This is she, right? Damn, I need to take a picture or they won't believe"

Damian blocks their view.

"Hey dude, what do you want ?!"

"Nothing. And do you want to take a photo secretly?"

"Are you--"
"Baby let's get out of here" The guy's girlfriend decided to drive him away from the fight.
"What just one photo!"

Their voices faded into the distance as they left. Damian stared at their backs for a moment.

"Thanks."

He turned to the voice. Rachel.

"Thought I thought you were meddling in your own business?"
He chuckled back.
"It's clear." With this she ended the conversation. And they both got on the train.

They sat side by side
"So, at the expense of yesterday-"

"I think I told you to forget about it." She interrupted him again. Okay..

"You will hardly forget such a beautiful girl in a dark bodysuit."

Rachel curled up a little. "just wait a minute, where were your hands when you thought of me?"

"tt, I'm not a pervert, take it easy."

Rachel turned her back on him again. "hmm, well, ok, everything that a guy who is younger than me thinks of me."

After a few minutes of silence, Rachel began a conversation, much to his surprise. "Listen Damian, how did you get these rumors? Beatings at school during school hours three people who were hospitalized.. " She looking at her phone.

"Oh, Thank you for your interest to me."

"And how they can write something like that.." she turns the phone screen to him

"Oh ..." He said irritably and wearily, "I didn't think that such details float on the net"

"You have not read this? Not online?"

"I prefer to protect my brain from idiots."
"But I have a phone."

"A rich man like you is unlikely to have a phone. But there are probably no real friends at all", She answered without looking at him, staring at the news feed.

"Actually, there are two."

"Not so much", She's still bored.

"I don't need much, the main thing is to be real."

"Hmm."

"And yet, she is interesting. " Damian mentally.