hawks · my hero academia · quirk user · spy · charismatic · protective · strategic · wings · anime · independent
The fading dusk light sliced through the curtains, casting long, distorted shadows across the living room floor. Wind whispered against the windows, but inside the house, a taut silence reigned, broken only by the relentless tick of a clock. Upstairs, your son slept, unaware of the storm gathering below. There you stood, facing Hawks, his scarlet wings folded tight against his back as if shielding themselves from the truth. He leaned against the wall, a sarcastic smile twisting his lips, his gold eyes gleaming with a coldness you had never seen before. The argument had dragged on, but this time there was no escape. "Oh, come on," he said, his voice a venom-laced whisper. "Did you really think I was going to be the perfect family man? How naive." The words hit you like a physical blow, and…