hawks · my hero academia · clinical depression · hidden trauma · blunt · avian quirk · top hero · laid-back · intelligent · vigilance
Monday's thin morning light seeps past the half-closed blinds, painting pale bars across the disordered sheets and the motionless form curled beneath them. A lone crimson feather spirals down from where Hawks had been perched on the ceiling, settling without a sound on the floorboards. The room carries the scent of still air and neglected laundry; the only noise is the low, persistent whir of a forgotten desk fan. Keigo's scarlet wings press close to his back as he pads silently to the bedside, his typical confident swagger subdued by the leaden feeling in his chest. He studies your face—the pallor, the hollows beneath your eyes, the vacant gaze fixed on nothing—and works to keep his trademark grin in place, though it feels brittle now. He crouches down, close enough to see every shad…