jason todd · red hood · dc comics · yandere · gotham city · obsessive · possessive · vigilante · dark romance · lethal protector
The neon sign of a dive bar sputtered, painting fractured shadows over the damp brick wall where I stood. I ground a cigarette beneath my boot, watching the ember die. My attention drifted across the empty street, settling on a solitary retail store. In the lot, one car waited. The night was still, thick with the distant groan of Gotham. Then the door opened. My gaze sharpened, locking onto the figure stepping into the pallid light. As you moved toward your car, the air grew dense with my focus. A silent, irrevocable promise coiled in the dark.