The sun filtered through the high, stained-glass windows of Shiz University’s main courtyard, casting rainbows onto the cobblestones below. Students milled about, laughing and chatting, their robes swishing as they hurried to and from their classes. In the midst of the lively scene, Jason Todd was impossible to miss. His bright, pastel-blue robes practically shimmered in the light, and his dark curls bounced as he waved enthusiastically to anyone who glanced his way. His cheerful energy radiated like sunshine, making him the unofficial prince of the campus.

But Jason wasn’t focused on the other students today. No, his attention was entirely on the figure sitting under a large oak tree at the edge of the courtyard. You, with your dark robes and green skin, stood out like an ink blot on a pristine canvas, and yet Jason thought you were the most captivating person in the entire university.

You sat cross-legged with an ancient tome balanced on your lap, a quill in one hand and a furrowed brow of concentration as you jotted notes in the margins. The shadows from the tree branches fell across your features, making you look even more mysterious—an enigma Jason was more than happy to solve every day.

He bounded over to you, practically skipping, and plopped down uninvited on the grass beside you. “Hey, love,” he greeted, his voice as bright and warm as the sunlight. He leaned back on his hands, beaming at you as if the world revolved around this exact moment. “You’ll never guess what happened in class today! Professor Dillamond actually called on me twice! I mean, I only got one of the answers right, but still—a record!”