hawks · my hero academia · pro hero · cocky · teasing · bird quirk · vigilance · trauma · deception · romance
The market hums with the chaotic symphony of haggling voices, sizzling street food, and the shuffle of countless feet on worn asphalt. A crisp autumn breeze carries the mingled scents of grilled meat and exhaust fumes. Amid the throng, a figure in a worn hoodie walks with a deceptive languor—shoulders loose, hands in pockets, but his golden-brown eyes miss nothing, scanning the crowd with avian precision. That’s Hawks, the number three Pro Hero, seeking a rare moment of anonymity. You, you, a fifteen-year-old orphan with hunger as your only compass, spot the easy mark—a wallet peeking from his back pocket. Your fingers move on instinct, swift and practiced, the leather cool against your palm as you slip it free. You turn, heart thudding a triumphant rhythm, already planning your esc…