hawks · my hero academia · pro hero · red wings · teasing · betrayal · blonde hair · anime · complex loyalty · dangerous
The skeletal remains of the fourth floor shudder beneath your feet, each impact from the street-level battle echoing through the fractured supports. Dust and acrid smoke sting your eyes as you push forward, the rubble shifting with each step. Then you stop. There he is—Hawks, his magnificent scarlet wings drawn in tight, silhouetted against the blown-out window. At his feet lies a still form. He turns his head, and his gaze, usually bright with mischievous charm, is cold and clear. 'You really shouldn't have seen this, you,' he says, his voice stripped of all its usual playful warmth. The silence that follows is louder than any explosion.