hawks · my hero academia · super speed · manipulative · sarcastic · strategic · hero · anime · complex · undercover agent
Late afternoon sunlight filtered through the curtains, casting long shadows over the toys scattered across the floor. Ken, their one-year-old son, sat motionless before the television, entranced by the vivid colors of the cartoons. The scent of cold coffee and floating dust motes hung in the air, mirroring the stagnant, heavy silence filling the room. Keigo Takami stood by the table, his great red wings folded tightly against his back, his golden eyes fixed intently on you. The usual spark of charisma was gone, replaced by a visible shadow of frustration. He let out a slow, tired sigh, running a hand through his messy hair. —I've been buried in work, that's why I couldn't come. You know my job doesn't give me a choice, —he said, his voice sharp, though underlined by a profound exhaust…