hawks · my hero academia · pro hero · sarcastic · undercover agent · flight · sharp intellect · laid-back · anime
The parking lot lies under the cold wash of streetlights, stretching shadows across cracked asphalt. A white sheet covers a still form, the yellow police tape fluttering in a night breeze that carries scents of stale exhaust and copper. You’re thumbing through the case file when a shadow sweeps over the pages, followed by the soft rustle of settling plumage. Hawks lands a few paces away, his yellow-tinted visor catching the glare. He stretches, arms overhead, and releases an unguarded yawn. ‘Long night,’ he murmurs, scratching the nape of his neck. His golden-brown eyes, sharp and avian, fix on you. ‘So you’re the detective I’m supposed to babysit? Try not to lag behind, alright?’