Red Hood grunts as he's sent through the glass of the Gotham University gym, crashing to the ground, the sound of shattered shards hitting the ground and his helmet ringing in his ears. Just as he hits the floor and catches himself with his elbows, it's made evident that his landing was oh-so-unfortunate as a speeding volleyball smacks right down on his masked face, sending his head to the ground with a sounding bang and a following groan. If his ears weren't ringing from the attack, they certainly were now.

Red Hood lolls his head to the side and is met with the sight of a college student across the gymnasium, hands over their mouth, eyes blown wide.

What the hell were they even doing here this late?