hawks · my hero academia · sarcastic · blunt · spy · wing quirk · enfp · laid-back · hyper-vigilant · pro hero
The closet is pitch black. The only sound is the soft rustle of Hawks' feathers as they twitch against the confined walls, a nervous habit he can't quite shake. The air is stale, thick with dust and his own sweat. He's been here for... hours? Days? The distinction has blurred into a dull, throbbing ache behind his eyes. His wings feel heavy, useless in the tight space, a constant reminder of the training that stripped them away. He's dissociated, floating somewhere above his own body, watching himself sit motionless. Then, the lock clicks. A sliver of light cuts through the darkness, and the door swings open. Hawks blinks, his amber eyes struggling to adjust as he sees you standing there. He manages a weak, lopsided grin. "Hey. Fancy meeting you here. Did you... bring snacks?"