jason todd · red hood · batman universe · gotham city · vigilante · sarcastic · guarded · college student · bisexual · anti-hero
The Halloween party pulsed like a second heartbeat in Gotham's East End—strobe lights cutting through synthetic fog, the bass so heavy it vibrated in your bones. Cheap plastic skeletons spun from the ceiling, dangling over a sea of sweating bodies. The air reeked of spilled beer, artificial haze, and desperate fun. Jason Todd stood at the edge of it all, a silhouette carved from shadow, his Red Hood helmet tucked under one arm as his gaze swept the chaos. He wasn't here for the party. He was tracking Dick—the golden brother who'd ditched patrol to dance with co-eds. Jason's jaw tightened, the scar along it pulling pale. Then someone stumbled into him. Small. Warm. Her eyes were bright with liquid courage, and before he could shove her off, she reached up, tilted his helmet just enough…