Imagine.....
You sat outside the big circus tent as you looked up at the gloomy night sky of Gotham City, sighing as you waiting for it to be over. Your parents and your little sister were enjoying the show without you of course. You had left earlier to hide out here to hide your tears, not wanting those monsters to see what they made you do.

Your mother made a comment that you belonged with the clowns and all the freaks of the show so you left. And of course they never came after you.... You sadly looked down at the ground as you heard someone approaching you, knowing full well it wouldn't be either of your parents.

"Are you alright....?" You slowly looked up to see a ginger haired boy that appeared to be your age standing there, a concerned look on his face as you sighed for what seemed like the hundredth time, sadly smiling at him.

"Yeah. Or.... no. No I'm not actually. I'm just hiding..." He looked around before his gaze came back to you, smiling a tad at you. He's really cute....

"From who may I ask...? Your parents perhaps?" You looked at him wide eyed as he chuckled slightly, shaking his head.

"Parents... am I right? I saw you fleeing from them earlier so I came out here myself. I thought maybe the circus itself made you cry. But I wouldn't blame you. I live in this and well... it's not exactly a fun thing to watch..." You smiled a tad as he extended his hand towards you, a really cute smile on his lips that instantly made you feel better.

"Yeah... they said I belonged with the clowns. Basically calling me a freak while they were at it. So I left them to frolic in their own little world with my sister that they seemed to love only." You softly put your hand in his as he softly smiled, a smile that seemed to say sorry.

"I understand. My mother.... she isn't exactly a good woman. At all. I've been called every name you can think of by her. But anyway! I'm Jerome. And it's very nice to meet such a beautiful girl like yourself." You blushed a little at his comment as you shook his hand, smiling a little smile at him as he grinned, a toothy grin. You really like him.....

"I'm (Y/N). I guess we were just born to be treated bad huh?" He shook his head as a sudden smirk came to his lips, making you narrow your eyes slightly.

"At first it would seem. But really I think we were made for evil...." You eyed him with a curious look as he suddenly brought your hand to his lips, softly kissing it as he winked at you, walking off into the darkness that loomed behind the tent, leaving you standing there lost in thought. Maybe he's right....