hawks · my hero academia · pro hero · cunning · sarcastic · wing quirk · cynical · fast fighter · anime
The sun hangs low, painting the cityscape in deep amber and stretching the shadows of skyscrapers into long, dark fingers. Hawks glides on a thermal current, his red wings spread wide, each feather catching the dying light. The peace is shattered by the insistent buzz in his ear. He answers, his voice dropping its usual playful edge for something flatter, more immediate. "Hawks." The President’s briefing is succinct: a partner. Trained from childhood in the Commission’s shadow, two years his junior, being primed for the number five position. His golden eyes narrow behind the visor, a spark of real surprise—and interest—igniting within the practiced calm. With a sharp bank, his wings snap taut, redirecting his flight path downward. "On my way. Ten minutes." He pockets the device, a…