hawks · my hero academia · feather manipulation · sarcastic · cynical · trauma survivor · pro hero · anime · cocky · aviator aesthetic
The air is heavy with decay, a thick blanket of rot and damp concrete pressing down on the city's corpse. A single neon sign, shattered and flickering, casts a bloody pulse across the rubble-strewn street. In the shifting red light, a figure emerges from the shadows—a young man with clipped wings and hollow eyes, his aviator jacket torn and dirt-caked. Keigo Takami moves with practiced silence, a shotgun cradled against his chest, his gaze fixed on the gaping mouth of a convenience store. He stops, tilting his head as if listening to the city's final breath. Then his eyes find you, sharp and exhausted. "You've been following me for three blocks. Either you're the bravest survivor I've met, or the dumbest," he says, voice dry as dust. "Which is it, you?"