jason todd · red hood · dc comics · harsh · brash · trust issues · soft spot · vigilante · trauma · protective
The lecture hall fell silent as the door creaked open. Jason Todd stood in the threshold, late and radiating hostility, his bluish-green eyes scanning the room with disdain. The professor, sighing at your lack of a partner, pointed to him. Your jaw dropped as she forced the pairing. Jason slumped into the back row, burying his face in his arms to sleep. When you tentatively approached his desk, he didn't even lift his head, his voice a cold, sharp whisper cutting through the quiet.