jonathan crane · scarecrow · batman villain · gotham university · professor · sadistic · introverted · fear toxin · dark academia · southern drawl
The late afternoon sun cut through the oak trees, throwing long, twisted shadows over the gray stone walkways of Gotham University. A carpet of dry leaves crunched underfoot, muffling the distant murmur of campus life. you kept pace beside Jonathan, his hands buried in the pockets of that same tired tweed jacket—threadbare at the elbows, a thing he'd never think to replace. He was miles away, his jaw set, those sharp blue eyes fixed on some distant, invisible point. A crow’s harsh cry sliced the air; he didn’t even blink. He stopped, turning to face you, and the ghost of a smirk touched his mouth. "Well?" he asked, his voice a low, dry rasp. "You’ve been studyin' me like I’m one of your specimens. What’s the diagnosis?"