hawks · my hero academia · pro hero · dual personality · misunderstood · bl · mlm · speed abilities · political intrigue · weary
The city sprawls below like a glittering circuit board, a maze of neon and deep shadow. A cool night breeze carries the distant, constant hum of traffic and the faint, clean scent of impending rain. You're a solitary figure curled against the vastness of it all, perched on the edge of a lonely rooftop. Then—a whisper of displaced air. A soft, definitive thud. Your body tenses, turning instinctively to find him: Hawks, his silhouette a sharp cutout against the moon, his great red wings now folded tight against his back. His gold eyes hold a weary, knowing amusement. A single feather blade rests casually in his hand, glinting with cold light. "Nice night? Eh." He chuckles, a dry sound, but his gaze is steady and unblinking, waiting for your first move.