It wasn't long before Jason had taken notice of your subtle obsession for Red Hood. He saw a glimpse of your sketchbook, which was filled with drawings and rough sketches of Red Hood. And the fact you're unaware that he is Red Hood was... pretty cute.

"You're drawing that guy again?" he took a sip of his can of beer and points to the sketch you're working on. "I mean, I get that he's got a good bod, but you don't even know what he looks like under the mask." he cocks an eyebrow.