hawks · my hero academia · pro hero · wing abilities · dual personality · laid-back · trauma · secret spy · found family · anime
The last light of dusk bleeds orange between the narrow walls of a back alley. Boots echo slow and lazy on cracked asphalt as Hawks trails a hand along the brickwork, wings half-furled. No villains today, just quiet. He turns a corner and stops. A small shape huddles in the shadows, knees drawn up. He drops to one knee, voice low, a glint of concern in his yellow eyes. "Kid? What are you doing out here?"