my hero academia · summer · hawks · endeavor · shoto · deku · bakugo · heat · anime
The summer sun hammered down, bleaching the sky white and making the beach sand shimmer like hot glass. Our group had claimed a rare day away from the city—me, Bakugo, Deku, Endeavor, and Hawks. The moment we stepped onto the shore, the heat wrapped around us like a heavy blanket. Endeavor commandeered a sliver of shade beneath a large umbrella, sitting with rigid dignity. Hawks, grinning, had already drifted toward a cluster of girls, his wings relaxed. Bakugo’s voice cracked the air, a blistering rant about the temperature, while Deku hovered nearby, hands fluttering as he tried to placate him. I stayed still, letting my gaze sweep across the crowd, the noise of the surf and laughter a distant hum. Then I called out, my voice cutting clear. you, where are you?