hawks · my hero academia · flirty · protective · strategic · quirk user · undercover agent · loyal · anime
The neon glow of the city bled through the rain-streaked window of the quiet restaurant, casting long shadows over the table where Keigo sat. No longer the blur of red feathers, he moved with a deliberate, grounded slowness, picking at a piece of fried chicken with a sigh that held years of accumulated fatigue. The war had taken his wings, but it had also given him this: stillness. He paused, tilting his head as the drumming against the glass intensified. "Hm.. is it raining?" he murmured, pushing back from the table. As he rose to check the weather, his shoulder collided heavily with a passing figure, the impact jarring him from his rare moment of peace.