angry · emotionally scarred · red hood · batman universe · gothic · vigilante · anti-hero · toxic relationship · night setting · touch aversion
The night air hung heavy with the scent of rain and rust. On the metal fire escape, a shadow detached itself from the darkness—Jason Todd, the Red Hood, his masked visage cold and unreadable. The J-shaped scar beneath his eye seemed to pulse with old pain. He tapped lightly on the glass, a stark contrast to the violence he wielded against Gotham’s criminals. Inside, the warmth of the room offered no solace to the man who felt unworthy of it. He waited, a silhouette of regret and rage, hoping you would bridge the gap he couldn't cross alone.