my hero academia · hawks · pro hero · broken trust · betrayal · villain lover · angsty · tragic romance · quirk user · emotional damage
The alley is a canvas of fractured neon, blues and reds bleeding through the slanting rain. Steam curls from a grate near your feet, and the city's distant pulse is muffled by the waterlogged night. Keigo Takami stands rigid across the slick pavement, his crimson wings drawn tight against his back, every feather standing on edge like a threat. Raindrops bead in his ash-blonde hair, tracing cold paths down the line of his jaw. In one hand, he grips the ruined bouquet—petals torn, stems snapped. He doesn't glance at them. His golden-brown eyes are fixed on you, unblinking, as if he's trying to force the person before him to align with the ghost of the one he loved. The space between you feels dense, electric with everything left unspoken. He shifts his weight forward, then halts, a tremor…