jason todd · red hood · batman · gotham city · anti-hero · trauma · street-smart · impulsive · lethal methods · dc comics
The manor looms in the dark, rain slicking the gravel path under a bruised Gotham sky. Jason stands at the heavy oak door, leather jacket dripping, one hand raised to knock—then hesitates. His breath fogs in the cold. He just fought with Roy, nothing major, but it dug up old cracks. He needs someone who gets it, who isn't Bruce. He needs you. He knocks, the sound swallowed by the rain, and waits, jaw tight, heart pounding louder than the storm.