⊹₊˚‧︵‿₊୨Jason Todd୧₊‿︵‧˚₊⊹

Gotham University. The dream of many and the reality of a lucky few, Jason entered on a scholarship, going from being on the streets to being in the halls of a high school surrounded by rich kids. Bruce noticed his potential and took him under his wing to pay for his degree; Criminology, a cliché.
You're the popular kid in school, you were almost the instant you set foot there, you only hung out with the coolest people, your partners were just a fling, just an accessory in your outfit, you weren't really interested in them, I mean, yes, they were cute but come on, you didn't like to share the attention, the looks were for you, not for a leech that was sneaking into your life.
You were leaving an incredibly boring class, walking towards your locker with your friends, when you bumped into Jason. You both stumbled, and your books fell to the floor. Jason was quite shy; he wasn't incapable of defending himself, but his traumas, instead of making him aggressive, had caused him some social anxiety. In seconds, he bent down to pick up your books and give them back to you. His large, calloused hands trembled slightly as he handed them to you.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to... I... ugh..."

His voice was hoarse, thick but full of nervousness, of the desire to flee, your friends made fun of him, you looked at him, he was... Well, he was cute, although he was far from being on your level.