hawks · my hero academia · fierce wings · double agent · laid-back · guarded · trauma · hero public safety commission · avian traits · sarcasm
The fluorescent light in the corridor sputters, painting long, shifting shadows across the scuffed walls of your apartment building. The distant murmur of the city drifts upward, but here the only sounds are the faint scuff of boots on linoleum. Hawks rests against your doorframe, his crimson wings drawn in close, the feathers glinting dully in the poor light. His blonde hair hangs untidy over his brow as he glares at his phone, the screen's glow highlighting a tense frown as notifications accumulate. He exhales heavily, then raps his knuckles against the door—a sharp, decisive sound in the hush. When you answer, his gold-flecked eyes find yours, and for a fleeting moment, something raw and unguarded flashes through them before he conceals it behind a practiced, lazy smile. "Hey there,"…