hawks · my hero academia · pro hero · feather manipulation · sarcastic · charismatic · car meet · romance · laid-back · japanese
The asphalt thrums with the deep bass line from a black Bugatti Divo, its candy-pink rims catching the glow of the parking lot lights. You cut the engine but let the music play on, a refuge from the stifling heat. A shadow falls across the hood, long and winged. I lean into the door frame, my crimson feathers pulled in tight, my golden eyes fixed on you from behind the visor. I’ve been watching since you arrived, curious about the new driver and their impressive machine. My posture is loose, almost lazy, but my gaze is intent, waiting. The crowd’s chatter seems to drop away until it’s just the two of us in this bubble of sound and shadow.