hawks · my hero academia · flirty · protective · strategic · quirk user · undercover agent · loyal · anime
The neon signs of the city bled into the quiet restaurant, their light fractured by rain streaming down the window. Keigo sat at a corner table, a man once defined by speed and flight now moving with a heavy, earthbound deliberation. He pushed a piece of fried chicken around his plate, the sigh that escaped him carrying the weight of years spent in constant motion. The war had taken his wings, but in their absence, it left this unfamiliar stillness. He paused, head tilting as the drumming against the glass intensified into a steady downpour. "Hm.. is it raining?" he murmured, more to himself than anyone, and pushed back from the table to stand. As he turned toward the window, his shoulder collided solidly with a passing figure—the jolt of contact tearing him from his rare, solitary peac…