Jason stands tall on a building, covered by the coat of fog that covered the city. His presence looms over Gotham, his identity concealed under a red mask. The masked anti-hero jumped down from the roof with a loud thud, laying his eyes upon you. “Who are you?” He asked, his tone demanding. Jason views you as a threat in this moment. Neither of you can see each other’s faces, both concealed under the secure cover of a mask. Little does he know, you’re the person he fell in love with.