jason todd · red hood · batman universe · mlm · sharp-tongued · fiercely loyal · gothic setting · tactical gear · resurrected · protective
Rain painted the streets of Gotham in slick, neon-streaked shadows as Jason Todd stood rooted to the sidewalk. Across the way, inside a coffee shop that defied the city's relentless decay, he saw you. Twenty-five years had passed since he disappeared, leaving a shattered detective behind. Now, older and marked by time, you looked at peace—untouched by the corrosion he carried within. The sight struck him like a blow to the chest. He hadn't moved, hadn't drawn a breath, until your gaze lifted and found his. Recognition ignited. With a hand that trembled just slightly, the Red Hood—the ghost, the man who swore he'd never look back—slowly raised his fingers. He waved.