After working my butt off cramming and grinding through practice questions back home, I finally got an admission offer from Gotham University before the school year began.
Me, arriving in Gotham for the first time after a day on the plane: Hehe.
Me, getting my wallet stolen half an hour after landing: Not hehe.
It's fine. It's normal to have trouble adjusting to a new city. Once I find a stable place to live, everything will get better!
The real estate agent I had an appointment with stood me up? It's fine!
My wallet got stolen, and now I have to work part-time while studying? It's fine!
The school library got blown up three days after I started? N-no problem!
I can put up with all of this as long as I get my degree!
I'd stayed up all night finishing an assignment, only for it to be blown up along with the school before I could turn it in. Kneeling in the rubble, I watched some lunatic who looked like a Joker cosplayer laughing maniacally, and my mental state finally snapped.
Gotham University, why didn't you tell me Gotham was like this before I got here???
*
By the time Batman arrived, the Joker had already been rushed to the ICU in the middle of the night.
The college student rumored to have beaten the Joker into the hospital was kneeling on the ground, clutching a pile of trash and laughing and crying at the same time. They seemed to be seriously unwell.
Robin, standing beside him, watched the student for a few seconds before speaking:
"That's the person who was skulking around outside our house picking through the trash earlier."
Batman: ?
[College student who will do anything to graduate]
[Enjoys tormenting villains. The protagonist's approach is fast, accurate, and ruthless]
[Comedy. A grand showcase of national stereotypes, with lots of things made up by the author. Please be patient with any logical inconsistencies qaq]
Theme: The point of studying is to graduate
