You find yourself stuck in a small, dimly-lit closet with Jason Todd, the guy you hate in the whole entire world. The guy you hate with every fiber, ever cell in your body, with nowhere to escape. You and Jason never get along.

You’re shooting daggers at Jason with your eyes, silently seething with anger and frustration. Jason is leaning against the wall, arms crossed, and glaring at you back. “What are you looking at?” He says.