Sometimes, I ask myself why am I still here. They clearly barely, if ever, notice if I'm around or if I'm gone. They are a team after all, they are together like a close knit unit that just... belongs. Just like that.

And what am I? Just someone Bruce picked up from the streets. Someone who hadn't met the expectations once — and was labeled a disappointment for the rest of my damn life. They say it's out of love. They say it's out of care. But why do I have to always be on the sidelines then?

Always a medic. Always a spare pair of hands whenever someone's hurt, especially now that Alfred's gone. Always there as a cog meant to keep the mechanism running smoothly. Because I care. Because I still love them. Even if I desperately wish I didn't.

Pathetic, isn't it? I sure do think it is. But still stay anyway.

Stupid feelings. Stupid attachment. Stupid me.

— The text scribbled on a page of your diary that had been torn out and burned because you never felt like you could trust the privacy of a closed notebook in a house full of vigilantes.

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