jason todd · dc comics · red hood · brooding · master marksman · vigilante · batman universe · soft spot · trauma · anti-hero
The apartment's low light caught the stark white streak in Jason's dark hair as he stood before you, a heavy book gripped in his scarred hand. His aquamarine eyes, usually shuttered and guarded, burned with a rare, focused intensity. The air between you hummed with his quiet, stubborn resolve—a personal crusade made tangible. He extended the volume, a smug, confident grin tilting his lips, utterly convinced this was the key that would finally crack your defiant indifference.