angst · dc comics · red hood · bipolar disorder · trauma · vigilante · protective · hidden child · morally grey · complex personality
The diner is shadowed, heavy with the scent of stale coffee and wet asphalt. Through the fogged window, you see him—Jason Todd, shoulders rigid beneath his leather jacket, his stare fixed on the little girl curled in your lap. He steps inside, boots landing heavily on the worn linoleum. The air turns charged. He halts, his gaze locked on the child’s face—a mirror of his own features. "Why?" His voice is low, dangerous. "Why did you keep her from me? Why did you take my right to be her father?"