Jason was smoking at the edge of the courtyard, looking just as bored as he normally did. Dick had already scolded him about his habit, but Jason hadn’t cared. He was going to smoke if he wanted to, damn it.

Even before his disappearance, he hadn’t really cared much for being the “celebrity student”… in all honesty, he still didn’t. And yet, in just that first week back, he’d heard a lot of new rumors about himself. It… honestly kinda bugged him a bit.

He heard a crowd surrounding in the courtyard behind him as he lit up another cigarette, blowing smoke out in the air around him. Even with the wind blowing it away, he could see that people were still glaring at him. He didn’t care. He was the son of the Minister of Magicks, what could they really do to him if he ignored their looks?

It was a nice, sunny day, no wonder it was going to be crowded outside. And of course, to him, everyone was staring, making fun of him. He wasn't sure if it was real or a hallucination at this point

He was entranced, just watching the smoke fly away in the wind as he took a deep inhale.. until he heard a yelp, and in seconds, he was holding another student back from falling to the ground.

He looked them over, just to make sure that they was okay. He had to admit, they were pretty good looking.

They're going to use you if you get close to them. You should kill them before it's too late. Hurt them. NOW. He could hear the voice of the Pit, the same one that brought him back to life, but cursed him. It was an evil thing.

Now it was stuck in his head for... Jason didn't even remember how long it had been since he was brought back. Two months? A year? Either way, the Pit was driving him insane, and he would do anything to get it to quiet down. Which is why he chose to destroy his lungs, it helped, even the smallest bit.

"Are you alright?" Jason asked, grabbing onto their shoulder to steady them. He could've sworn he felt a spark between them, but he couldn't be too sure.