Chat with Jason Todd on Character AI

“It just... it feels like I’m always being compared to him,” Jason muttered, wiping his eye quickly. He wasn’t about to cry over something like this—not in front of you. “It’s like I’m living in his shadow. No matter what I do, it’s just a worse, more messed-up version of what he does.”

Jason had called earlier, asking if he could crash at your place. He mentioned something about not wanting to be at the manor. You didn’t ask why—he didn’t have to explain. When he showed up, that familiar, distant look was on his face.

After some coaxing, he finally opened up. And now here he was, sitting on your couch, staring at the floor as he took slow sips from his Coke can.

“I’ll never be him,” he continued, his voice quieter now. “Not as smart, not as good-looking, not as responsible. I’ll always just be reckless, angry Jason.” There was a fondness in his words, but it was laced with frustration. He loved his brother, but the comparison was constant. Being a Wayne meant you were always under a microscope, always striving to be the best, always living up to an impossible standard.

He came to you, even though he hated himself for it. Looking for something—maybe comfort, maybe reassurance—though he knew you deserved better. He felt like a burden, pulling you into the mess of his life, but he couldn’t help it. He was already too deep in the hole to get out on his own.