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A light, pleasant wind blew, tickling her cheeks and swiping locks of dark brown hair near her eyes. She tugged them behind her ears, lower lip quivering and heart beating away like a drum as the boy before her smiled softly. Positioning himself on the ground, she was only vaguely aware of the faint sounds of waves splashing in the ocean in the background behind him. Above, the moon shone in all its beauty, casting a glow in the boy's jade green eyes as he steadied his weight on one knee, holding out a dark velvet box.

Oh, my God! Her heart was promising to burst out of her chest with shocked excitement as the box's lid was clicked open, revealing the most beautiful diamond she had ever seen, fixed on top of a priceless, platinum ring.

A smile lifting the ends of his lips—He's so handsome when he smiles!—Damian Wayne peered upwards into her eyes. "Valentina?" Her name rolled of his tongue lovingly. "Will you marry me?"

She had dreamed of this moment forever, but actually experiencing it was truly overwhelming. It was like waves of sheer happiness crashing into her, just as intense as the water crashing against the shore. Tears welled up in her eyes, hands clamping onto her mouth as she sniffed back her emotions, trying to reclaim her voice.

"Yes, Damian!" she finally squealed out, weeping with joy. "Yes! A hundred and ten times, yes!"

Violins began to play a romantic theme behind them as the boy rose, taking her hand in his. With tears of great felicity rolling down Valentina's cheeks, Damian gazed at her affectionately and slid the ring around her finger. His other hand pressed against her cheek, tilting her face towards him. She let her eyelids flutter shut, her palms resting flat against his chest, feeling the rhythmic heartbeat beneath as he leaned forward. His warm breath ghosted over her lips teasingly, coming closer, closer, and clos—

"Miss Sebastian!"

Her eyes flew open, and she blinked dumbly.

The sharp, feminine voice tore loudly through her fantasy once more. "Miss Sebastian, are you listening to me?"

The world around her began to crumble, her breath hitching as Damian's warm embrace vanished and the violins came to a screeching halt, soon replaced by the chatter of numerous young voices. Sunlight filled her vision in mere seconds, driving off the beauty of the seaside moon. Suddenly, a hand slammed onto the desk in front of her face, causing her to jerk upright, now alert.

Shaking her head disappointingly, the biology teacher tutted, "Day dreaming again, weren't you, Miss Sebastian?"

"What?" Valentina blinked, snapping back to reality of the classroom. She heard the hushed tittering of the other students and a blush exploded across her dark cheeks. "S-sorry, madam. I promise it won't happen again!"

"As if I believe you," the teacher sighed "This is the third time this week you've zoned out in class. I don't want you losing your grades."

"Yes, madam." Biting her bottom lip, the girl lowered her head, as if trying to hide behind her long hair. Not so much in shame but as to try and return to the happy dream world.

But soon the stifled giggles died down gradually and the biology teacher began her daily lecture again. Slumping deeper into her chair, Valentina peeked from the corners of her eyes, gaze landing on the boy seated far by the window. His shoulders were diligently squared and back rigid, an unimpressed look on his face as he glared ahead.

"You were daydreaming about Wayne, weren't you?"

Valentina rolled her eyes, pulling her locker open while Fred stood leaning beside it. He crossed his arms with an amused look, glancing over the multiple pictures of Bruce Wayne's son pasted inside the walls of her locker. Then he arched a brow as she placed her books in, slamming the locker door closed.

She huffed, making a scoffing sound. "I wasn't daydreaming. I was just—"

"Thinking about how he'll propose to you near the seashore in the most cheesy way possible?" he offered sarcastically. When the brunette lost her defensiveness and grinned instead, he sighed.

A giggle escaped her lips. "You know me so good, Freddie."

Fred pinched the bridge of his nose. "This has got to stop, Val. You've been crushing on him for, like, what? Four years?"

"Five years," she corrected.

He shook his head. "Doesn't matter. Look, you gotta get over him sooner or later."

She set her hands on her hips, giving him a frank look. "You don't get over true love, Freddie."

"It's not true love if the other guy doesn't know you even exist."

"True love is true love!" Valentina argued, ignoring the stupid look her friend awarded her as she pivoted on her heel, walking forward as she lifted her chin up arrogantly. Sometimes she was tired of fighting with Freddie; why couldn't he believe in her feelings and dreams the way she did? "One day, me and Damian will get married and have tons of kids and it'll be proved that it's true lov—oomph!"

She collided into another body, losing her balance and toppling backwards. But a hand shot out, clasping firmly around her wrist and stopping her mid-fall.

Her sea-green eyes darted upwards, meeting piercing green ones. Her heart skipped a beat as Damian frowned, giving a quick, upright tug to set her on her feet again. All the while she openly gaped at him. He paid no mind, glowering down at her.

"Sebastian," he began dryly, "in case you were not paying attention in class again, you would have failed to hear that we..."

His actual words slowly faded away and all she could register was him, staring at him, admiring his handsome features: ebony locks spiked upwards, strong shoulders, well-chiseled jaw, and green eyes shining like priceless gems. He kept on talking in his resonant voice, his frosty glare never leaving her—he was always so direct and confident! A goofy smile stretchered her lips wider and wider, Valentina looking at him through now half-lidded eyes.

"Do you understand all that?" Damian inquired pointedly.

Valentina wasn't quite paying attention. "Yes, Damian," she breathed dreamily, "I will marry you~"

He stared at her like she had miraculously grown a second head. "What?"

"Ah! What she means to say is!" Fred quickly bounded over to the awestruck girl's side. "That she'll be there at eight sharp." He nodded, taking hold of the conversation.

Damian's brow arched upwards as the boy offered a tight, distracting smile, before he pursed his lips, giving a firm nod as he turned, walking away briskly from them.

Fred gave the brunette at his side an unamused look, obviously resisting the urge to roll his eyes at the love-struck expression on her face. He reached out, fingers flicking against her forehead and she winced, recoiling as she snapped back to reality. Fred snorted, once more folding his arms across his chest and raising a brow.

"You didn't hear a word he said, did you?"

Valentina narrowed her eyes carefully. "Of course I did." She paused for a second, then slapped a hand to her forehead and groaned. "I zoned out when he was talking to me, right?"

"Mhmm."

"Oh my God, what did he say?"

"Oh, nothing much." Fred bounced his shoulders nonchalantly, a teasing smirk on his lips as he jammed his hands into the pockets of his jeans. He rolled his eyes for the umpteenth time when the girl clasped her hands together, pouting as she looked up at him with big, pleading eyes.

He sighed loudly in exasperation. "He said you and him are assigned together in the biology project, so you'll have to get to his place by eig—"

A tremendous squeal cut him off. Valentina slapped her warm cheeks, shaking her head in sheer fangirl excitement. "I'm gonna go to his home!" she squalled childishly, rolling back on the balls of her feet.

Her back pressed to the lockers, she let out a contented sigh. "This is going to be the best day of my life!"

"You're a lost cause, you know that?"

A\N: Major thank yous to my beta Vitani betaing this :3

Guess who finally decided to join the Batman fandom? Meee~ I've been in this fandom for years so it feels great to finally start writing in it :)

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