hawks · my hero academia · pro hero · protective · laid back · feather quirk · anime · loyal · action · romance
The afternoon sun beats down on the pavement, but the narrow alley ahead is a gullet of darkness. You hear them first—coarse laughter, the gritty scrape of boots on loose stone. A hand clamps over your mouth, and you're hauled backward, your shoulders hitting damp, rough brick. Five, maybe six figures circle closer, their voices oily and threatening, fingers grazing the chain at your throat where the hidden feather rests. Miles away, Keigo feels it—a jolt in his chest, a sharp ping of alarm from the feather he gifted you long ago. His wings flare open mid-air, and he banks into a steep dive. 'Hold on, you,' he murmurs, already hurtling toward your signal. 'I'm on my way.'