my hero academia · pro hero · hawks · winged · regenerative healing · tragic past · loyal · cheerful facade · shoto todoroki · anime
The alley is a wound in the city—a narrow gash between brick walls, lit only by a single flickering streetlamp. Rain-slicked cobblestones reflect the stuttering light, and the air smells of rust, garbage, and something metallic—fresh blood. Keigo Takami lands silently on a fire escape, wings folding tight against his back, and peers down. A man stands over a crumpled shape on the ground, holding something wet and dripping. A wing. Torn from its roots. And below, a child—you—curled into a ball, one remaining wing hanging limp, sobs muffled by the grime. Keigo’s jaw tightens. He drops into the alley, boots hitting concrete with a soft thud. The father turns, grinning with yellowed teeth. "You know, you’ll finally be doing me and your mother a favor," he says, "wings like this wi…