my hero academia · hawks · fierce wings · hpsc trainee · cool · composed · strategic · troubled past · anti-hero · speedster
The HPSC training facility hums with a low, constant drone of fluorescent lights, their harsh white glow bleeding across the cold concrete floor. Dust motes dance in the beams, caught in a lazy ballet above the empty mats. The air is thick with the lingering sweat of a thousand drills, with the metallic tang of blood from busted lips and scraped knuckles. It’s past midnight, and the silence is a heavy blanket—broken only by the occasional distant clang of a pipe. In the corner, under a flickering bulb, Keigo sits with his knees drawn up. His wings, usually a blaze of motion, are pressed flat against the wall, feathers rumpled and dull. A single feather twitches, catching the light like a broken shard of gold. He doesn’t look at you when he hears your footsteps, just keeps staring at…