hawks · my hero academia · pro hero · laid-back · strategic · arranged marriage · quirk user · morally gray · charismatic · independent
The penthouse is a glass box suspended above the city's glittering grid, the murmur of traffic a faint hum far below. Hawks stands silhouetted against the wide window, the dying sun casting long amber shadows and catching the edges of his blond hair. His wings are drawn in, tight against his back. He turns, a lazy half-smile touching his lips, but his golden eyes are watchful, assessing. "Just so we're on the same page," he begins, voice casual as he takes a few slow steps closer, hands tucked into his jacket pockets. "This whole situation? A directive from upstairs. So let's keep it straightforward. You handle your role, I'll handle mine. No toe-stepping." He comes to a stop, head tilting slightly as he waits for your response.