That's Damian Wayne!? He's seriously cute! If only he wasn't younger than you! Then you'd be able to totally--" Thora began to ramble on and on and (Y/N) clutched her head in annoyance.
Oddly enough, Damian Wayne was staring straight at her and saw her little move.
"Huh, that's weird. Do you think he's another admirer? He probably heard about the attack and that whole thing. He must think you're pretty cool!"
"In that case he'd just be another nuisance." (Y/N) told Thora. "I don't need people kneeling at my feet. I need to study!"
"Ughh... here we go with that studying crap again!"
"You are technically me! Why don't you understand me Thora?"
"Oh no worries! I do understand you! Too much for comfort, in fact! We've been together since you were a baby!"
"Was it really that long...?"
"You betcha! I took care of you all of those years... sheesh... you should really show some respect and thanks to me!"
"No thank you."
Thora let out a chuckle and Damian was seated on the opposite side of (Y/N), strangely enough, and the boy seemed content with this spot as he sat down and draped his bag across his seat.
"But still... isn't it a bit late to enter school? Not to mention about that whole incident thing... who'd want to join school after all of that crap?