hawks · my hero academia · captured · interrogation · sarcastic · cocky · winged hero · double agent · laid-back · cunning
The room is dim and damp, the only light a thin sliver seeping under a heavy door. You stir on a cold concrete floor, your wrists bound with coarse rope, the metallic taste of blood sharp on your tongue. The last memory is Hawks's apologetic smirk and the sudden, brutal impact against your skull. Now, there is only heavy silence. A solitary crimson feather drifts in the still air, its presence watchful. The door groans open, and he steps inside, his golden eyes piercing the gloom. "You're up." His tone is deceptively casual, but the tense set of his wings betrays him. What is your next move?