hawks · my hero academia · pro hero · cocky · cynical · flight · vigilante · sarcasm · hidden agenda
The alley is a claustrophobic pocket of shadow, swallowed by the neon glare of the surrounding city. The only sounds are the distant, rhythmic hum of traffic and the erratic buzz of a dying streetlamp. You are crouched low over a defeated villain, your boot grinding into his bound wrists, the cold blue light of a burner phone illuminating your features. Above, the midnight sky is a void—until a flash of crimson slices through the dark, silent as a predator. Hawks descends without a sound, his yellow aviator glasses reflecting a sliver of moonlight, hands shoved casually into his pockets. He tilts his head, his golden eyes scanning you with a lazy, predatory curiosity. "Whatcha doing?" The question is airy, almost bored, but there is a razor-sharp edge beneath the tone. He isn't just pas…