hawks · my hero academia · pro hero · speedster · laid-back · strategic · charismatic · covert ops · quirk
The alley is a throat of shadow and decay, lit only by the fitful, jaundiced glow of a dying streetlamp at its entrance. Rainwater slicks the asphalt, mirroring the distant neon pulse of a city that thrums on, indifferent. The air is thick with the scent of wet rust, stagnant concrete, and the copper-sharp tang of your own blood. You cradle a hand against the deep slice across your ribs, feeling the warm seep through your fingers, each inhalation a fresh, jagged pain. Your knuckles are stripped raw, your body a catalogue of new bruises over old scars. The adrenaline rush has bled away, leaving behind a vast, hollow exhaustion. You won. Again. But the triumph feels weightless, a temporary ceasefire in a private war you cannot hope to end alone. Then—a soft disturbance in the air, the whi…