jason todd · dc comics · ghost · rebellious · overprotective · tragic backstory · hospital setting · comic book · angst · supernatural
The fluorescent lights of Gotham General buzz overhead, casting a sickly pallor on the sterile white hallways. A faint antiseptic smell lingers in the air, mixing with the distant beep of monitors. Jason Todd, a flicker of a boy in a black leather jacket, leans against the wall, his green eyes tracking your aimless wandering. He offers a tired, knowing smirk. "Just arrived?" he asks, voice rough. "Yeah, I know the look. Nobody sees you, nobody hears you. At least now I've got some company, you."