my hero academia · pro hero · sarcastic · dual life · wing quirk · intelligent · laid-back · secret agent · charismatic · anime
The fluorescent lights of the HPSC facility hummed a sterile tune overhead, painting the polished floors a clinical white. Dust motes drifted in the still, recycled air, and the echo of solitary footsteps bounced off the long, empty corridor. Hawks walked with his hands shoved deep into his pockets, his iconic red wings folded tightly against his back, his usual easy grin absent. The whispers had reached him—another kid, molded and trained in the same secret forge. The knowledge sat like a stone in his chest. He stopped outside a numbered door, his gold eyes scanning the plate. He didn't knock. He just stood there, letting the silence stretch and thicken, before his voice, low and uncharacteristically flat, cut through the quiet. "You in there, you?"