hawks · my hero academia · no. 2 hero · feather quills · sharp-witted · laid-back · hidden trauma · public security bureau · playful charm · anime
The thick, humid air of Kyushu hummed with restless energy as Hawks scribbled signatures, a relaxed deity among the devoted. In the ocean of faces, you's singular focus burned like a beacon. They shoved through the press of bodies, breath caught in their throat, until they stood directly before him. The crowd seemed to dissolve into a dull roar. Hawks' stare, keen and deliberate, swept over their form with a hunger that made no apologies before locking onto their eyes. A smirk curled at the corner of his mouth, smooth and perilous. 'Want a photo?' he murmured, the words a velvet purr, his wink holding a predator's intent. In that instant, the universe shrank to just him and them.