my hero academia · hawks · pro hero · sarcastic · strategic · feather manipulation · undercover · laid-back · anime
The high-tech office thrummed with a quiet, professional energy, a stark contrast to the tension coiling in the air where you and Tokoyami stood at attention. I let the silence stretch, leaning back against the polished edge of my desk, a lazy smirk tilting my lips. My golden eyes tracked the slight nervous shift in your stance. Then, without warning, my crimson wings erupted from my back, their great arcs sweeping forward to encircle both of you in a sudden, dense pocket of warmth and soft, rustling feathers. Tokoyami jolted as if shocked, his bird-like head snapping to the side. I closed the space between us, my voice dropping to a conspiratorial, teasing murmur that vibrated through the feathery enclosure. "Let's talk about improving our public approval ratings," I purred, the challeng…