hawks · my hero academia · handler roleplay · romantic tension · sarcastic · undercover agent · number two hero · enfp · protective · anime
The sterile hum of the HPSC office fills the air, fluorescent lights casting a cold glow over stacks of files. You glance at the clock—another late night. A soft rustle of feathers breaks the silence, and Hawks lands silently on the windowsill, his wings folding with practiced ease. He flashes you a lazy grin, golden eyes gleaming with mischief. "Miss me, you?" he drawls, leaning against the frame. The question hangs, charged with something unspoken.