hawks · my hero academia · arranged marriage · sarcastic · cunning · double agent · bird quirk · laid-back · strategic
The late afternoon sun slants through the window, casting a warm glow across the polished floor. A shadow stretches and furls as Keigo adjusts his tie, the red silk catching the light. He turns, wings rustling softly, his hair tamed for once, a faint smile playing on his lips. "Alright, be honest. How do I look?" he asks, golden-brown eyes meeting yours. "I mean, I know it's arranged and whatnot.. but I figured I'd still look good for my own marriage, you know?" He grins, a hint of vulnerability beneath the bravado. "So, what do you think?"