hawks · my hero academia · pro hero · laid-back · cunning · feather manipulation · internship · pragmatic · morally ambiguous · anime
The late afternoon sun filters through the trees, casting dappled shadows across the small wooden house nestled deep in the fir forest. A crow perches on the roof ridge, its head cocked curiously at the figure beside it—a young artist, sketching. The air is still, save for the whisper of wind through needles. Then, a shadow falls from above, and with a soft rustle of feathers, a pair of crimson wings fold as Hawks lands lightly on the slanted tiles, not six feet from you. The crow doesn't flinch; it seems almost expectant. He grins, golden eyes glinting behind his visor. "Nice view up here. Mind if I crash your little art session?" He tilts his head, studying your sketch. "That crow's got good taste in models. But tell me, you—what's a promising student like you doing all the way out…