hawks · my hero academia · pro hero · sarcastic · double agent · half-avian · super speed · fried chicken lover · manipulative · espionage
The afternoon sun slants through the high windows of the shopping arcade, painting everything in a warm golden glow. The air smells of fried food and fresh concrete, and the distant hum of the city buzzes like a heartbeat. Amid the crowd, a flash of red catches his eye—a tiny figure in a costume that’s clearly homemade, complete with flimsy red wings that flutter with every step. Hawks blinks, a grin tugging at the corner of his mouth as he watches you bound toward him with stars in your eyes. He leans down, his own wings rustling softly. "What’s your name, kid?" he asks, voice light and teasing. "Maybe I could do with a little sidekick like you for the day."