(Y/N) was a gifted child, advanced, you could say.
She knew that. She didn't want people to know though, because they would treat her differently.
Whether it be that they treated her better or worse, she didn't care.
She just wanted to be normal.

She remembers this one time, in first grade, also where she met Bruce.
She had been homeschooled for Pre-k and kindergarten, her Uncle thought it would be a good idea to let her grow up normally.
Except, that can't happen in her life, could it?

~flashback to First day of first grade~

"Hello Everbody!Im your new teacher, Ms.Sara."
"Can everybody say....'Good Morning, Ms.Sara!'?"

'Duh,' (Y/N) thought
'We all have freedom of speech....'

"Good Morning Ms.Sara!" Everybody except (Y/N) called out.
She was currently drawing on a piece of paper she had found earlier.

"Hey....(Y/N)?" Ms.Sara looked at her check board.
"Can you say Good Morning?"

"I don't know, can i?" (Y/N) raised her eyebrow, she came to learn, not say Good Morning to a peppy grown up cheer leader.

"Okay...."Ms.Sara chuckled
"May you say Good Morning?"

"Good Morning Sara."(Y/N) said sarcastically, she was already bored and its only been five minutes since she came in.

"Good. Class, Who know...1+1?"

"2!"

"2+2?"

".......4?"

"Oh, you guys are smart! What about...3+3?"

"........."

"Are you kidding me?! Everybody knows that."(Y/N) stood up, arms crossed and eyebrows furrowed.
"Its obviously 6."

"Okay,if your so smart, whats 7+7?"
"14"
"14+14?"
"28."
"...35+35?"
"70."
"10 x 120?"
"1200"
"...(Y/N), do you know.....159,467,296 x 302,270,926?"
"..........."

Ms.Sara smiled, nodded, and turned around towards the board.
Right as she was about to write something down, (Y/N) spoke.

"302,270,926 multiplied by 159,467,296 is-"
Ms.Sara got our her calculator and started copying the numbers and multiplying them.
"14,921,135,374. The square root is 3.7417 and the square value is 196."
(A/N: correct me if I'm wrong because i did the math myself while my neck hurts and at 1 in the morning, at least this part is.)

Ms.Sara was shocked. (Y/N) was correct, how did a child, no older than 7 years old...find the answer to that?
"C-correct...."She stuttered out

(Y/N) smirked, the last problem wasn't that hard, it was just long.
"Now, what does Savage mean, and why am i it according to my uncle?"

"MR.EVANS!M-MR. EVANS!"
"Ugh,ignore that crazy woman. She's my math teacher, probably trying to remind me what 3+3 is!"
(Y/N) rolled her eyes and jumped in the passenger seat of the car.
She took out her homework and did it in a couple of seconds, it was super easy. Just counting blocks and filling in blanks.
She put her head to the window, acting like she was resting her head on it, when she was actually listening to her uncle and teacher.

"I think (Y/N) is gifted."
"She was put into a Nazi camp as a child ,of course she's gifted, now goodbye."

Her uncle hopped into the drivers seat, (Y/N) looked as and looked at him funny.
"What are you looking at?"
"I wasn't put into a Nazi camp as a child you dolt."
"I know that (Y/N), but if i tell her about your mother, she's gonna put you with crazy russians, okay?"
"Oh, then proceed to lie to the woman."
Her uncle chuckled and patted her back.

"You gotta make some friends kid."

"Why?Friends don't help me invent things."

"Friends help you make money to invent things though."

"I...."
She looked at her uncle
"Im in, i guess."

"Step two, down."

"What was step one?"

"Get you in a school."

"And step three?"

"Try and make you keep number one and two done."

"Woah, your boring!"

"Thats why...you need friends."
Her uncle pulled up to their house.

(Y/N) jumped out of the car and sprinted straight into the house.
She pat her pet kitten on the head. It had one eye, she found it in an alley way a couple years back.

She heard her uncle call her out to the kitchen and ran over to him.
"Hey kiddo!Im going again today, some rich family just moved into the manor on the hill. Go see if you could make friends with them if they have kids your age."

"Fine you used tissue!"
(Y/N) scrunched her nose and packed a mini bag with things like a blanket,food,water,and a drawing kit.

She calmly walked out the door towards the manor on the hill, she saw a sign on the way there and saw that it was now called 'Wayne Manor'.
She arrived at 'Wayne Manor' and a man with almost fully gray hair answered.

"Hello little mistress?"He crouched down to talk to her.
"My uncle said that i needed to socialize with kids my age and i was wondering if there was any here that could play with me, Mister." (Y/N) said politely

"Yes, its a boy though." He smiled, looking into her eyes.
"Whats wrong with boys?"
"Do you not know what kids say, 'Cooties'?"
"Oh, those. Those are stupid."(Y/N) shook her head, then asked
"So could i play with him?"

The man nodded and made a motion to wait for a minute.
When he came back, following him was a boy that looked about 8.
The boy had Black hair and stunning Blue eyes.

"Alfred?Why did you ask me come over he-"
He looked at (Y/N)
"......why is a girl here...?"He whispered to the man she heard was named 'Alfred'.

"She wants you to be her friend." Alfred explained to the boy

"Correct, my Uncle says that i need friends my age."(Y/N) quickly inputted

The boy's eyes went wide, as if hearing her talk made him realize that she was real.
"Hello, miss!Whats your name?"He shook her hand and looked her in the eyes

"My name is (Y/N), (Y/N) Evans. You?"
"Bruce Wayne, pleasure to meet you."
"Why thank you."

Alfred tapped on Bruce's shoulder and asked
"Do you want to be her friend? You could play with her if you wanted."

"Yes!I do want to be her friend, and i do want to play with her!"Bruce exclaimed

"Thank you Mister Alfred!" (Y/N) waved as Alfred nodded and closed the manor doors.

"So, what so you want to play?" She scratched her head, what DID she want to play?

"Do you have any ideas?"She asked Bruce

"No, not really..."

"Oh ,i know!" She exclaimed, dragging Bruce to her house.
"We could build a tree house!"

"A...Tree?House?"(A/N: same Bruce, same. Author dongsaeyang has never been in one or made on ever ;^;)

"Yeah!Don't tell me you've never made one before!"(Y/N) gasped

"..........That would mean that i can't tell you any-"

"Yeah, yeah, smartash. Listen, i like you Bruce."

"What?!" Bruce's eyes widened

"Your my type of friend."

"Oh thank goodness...."

"Rude. So, lets go make a tree house in my yard." (Y/N) smiled, showing her missing tooth.

"Where did your tooth go?"

"Got knocked out after some mugger tried to take my coloring pack, we've arrived!"
(Y/N) dragged Bruce over to a spot where a bunch of tools and wood was.

"Just do what i tell you and we'll be done soon, this'll be our hideout."

-after tree house is done-

Bruce looked up at the Tree House, he had never really had one. He was excited to have a friend and make a hideout with them aswell.

"So hows it look?"

"Amazing...."He sighed and looked at her.

Her face had smudges of dirt and soot on it, Bruce thought it made her look adorable.

"Cute."He smiled

(Y/N) giggled and hugged Bruce.

"We're gonna be best friends!"

Yeah, lets just say her uncle wasn't very happy to come home and see her hugging a boy.......