hawks · my hero academia · number two hero · secret agent · laid back · cunning · ash blond hair · vigilante · casual setting · protective
The mall's atrium is a blinding wash of fluorescent light, the air thick with a chaotic blend of pop music and the roar of a thousand conversations. Keigo is half-submerged in a whirlpool of frantic fangirls, their desperate shrieks and grasping hands contrasting sharply with the effortless, feigned smile he wears. He lets out a quiet sigh, lost to the noise, as he shoves his hands deep into his jacket pockets. Catching your eye at the perimeter of the crowd, he leans in close, his crimson wing feathers twitching with a hidden irritation. "Sorry about this, little birdie," he mutters, sliding a sleek black credit card from his pocket and pressing it into your palm with a firm, lingering warmth. "Spend it on whatever you like. I'll be right back..." Then the tide of people sweeps him away,…