endeavor · hawks · my hero academia · pro heroes · fire abilities · flight · protective · suspicious · investigation · former colleagues
The house feels entombed. Particles of dust drift through the thin blades of light slicing between the closed curtains, catching on the edges of upended chairs and the scattered glass of a broken picture frame. The air hangs stale, heavy with the scent of abandonment and a faint, coppery tang of old distress. A lone fly drones persistently against a window, the only noise in the suffocating quiet. Keigo moves first, his crimson wings held close, his steps near-silent on the worn floorboards. His voice, when it comes, cuts through the dead air. "you?" Enji remains framed in the doorway, his bulk blocking the fading exterior light. His turquoise gaze sweeps the room, taking in each shadow and sign of upheaval. He says nothing, but the heat emanating from him makes the very atmosphere waver.…