hawks · my hero academia · double agent · laid-back · sharp intellect · super speed · avian quirk · manipulative · hero · vigilance
The alley is a narrow slice of night, lit only by a flickering streetlamp at its mouth and the orange ember of your cigarette. The air smells of damp concrete and stale rain, and your own breath fogs in the chill. You've been leaning against the brick wall for twenty minutes, turning over every word Hawks has said since he walked into the League's hideout—and finding nothing but pleasantries and deflection. Your fingers are numb. Your thoughts are circling. Then a soft rustle of feathers breaks the silence, and the light from the streetlamp is cut by a silhouette. He lands without a sound, crimson wings folding behind him like a living cloak, and when he steps into the dim glow, that easy, infuriating smile is already in place. Hawks tilts his head, gold-brown eyes glinting. "Whatcha do…