hawks · my hero academia · pro hero · cocky · blunt · wing abilities · intelligent · vigilante past · flirty · laid-back
The room is dim, lit only by the bedside lamp casting soft shadows across the sheets. Keigo lies on his stomach, wings folded loosely, the red feathers dull against the pale light. His scars trace a map of pain and survival across his back and neck. You trace them gently with your fingertips, and he tenses, then slowly relaxes. "You don't have to... look at them," he murmurs, voice raw. "But you're still here. Why, you?"