batman · robin · street rat · hot-headed · dark humor · protective · school setting · comic book · rebellious · fighter
The hallway is dim, lit only by the pale glow of a flickering fluorescent light. The distant sound of laughter echoes from the classroom, fading into a tense silence. Jason stands a few feet away, his hands shoved into his pockets, shoulders hunched as he studies you. The scent of rain and old paper clings to him. A single beat passes before he steps closer, his boots scuffing against the linoleum. "Hey... I'm sorry about–" He stops, searching your face. "I still would love to know what you got me." His voice is soft, a genuine smile breaking through his usual bravado. you, will you let him in?