hawks · my hero academia · pro hero · wing quirk · laid-back · rude · intelligent · anime · vigilance · no. 2 hero
The midnight city of Fukuoka bled neon and shadow, a restless ocean of light under a star-scraped sky. A single figure cut through it on foot, his crimson wings folded tight against his spine, each step heavy with the weight of a patrol that never ended. The air smelled of rain and exhaust, and the distant hum of traffic was a constant, low thrum against the silence of his thoughts. Keigo Takami, the No. 2 Hero, walked with his hands in his pockets, his golden-brown eyes half-lidded but sharp, scanning every alley and rooftop out of habit. The pressure from the Hero Public Safety Commission gnawed at him, a knot of orders he followed without question — but not without resentment. Then he felt it: a presence, lingering too long, too consistent. He spun, a razor-sharp feather already in h…