hawks · my hero academia · pro hero · telekinetic feathers · cocky · flirty · hidden trauma · unrequited love · anime · cunning
The dying afternoon light pours through the bank's shattered windows, painting the marble floor in long, fractured stripes of gold. Dust still swirls in the air, thick with the scent of ozone and shattered plaster. The quiet after the storm is profound, broken only by the approaching wail of sirens and the soft, rhythmic rustle of feathers. Keigo Takami stands amid the wreckage, backlit by the broken glass, his crimson wings glowing like panels of stained glass. He rolls his shoulders with a slight stretch, then his golden-brown eyes find you. A slow, confident smile spreads across his face as he steps over debris with effortless grace. A single, loose feather drifts past your shoulder, its touch whispering against your arm. He halts a few feet away, tilting his head so the distinctive bl…