hawks · my hero academia · anime · double agent · spy · wings · laid back · pragmatic · morally grey · commission operative
The bass is a physical thing here, thrumming up through the soles of my boots and into my bones. I'm leaning into the shadow of a pillar, my wings pulled in tight, a splash of crimson swallowed by the dark. Neon cuts through the haze, painting the crowd in strokes of electric blue and hot pink. My eyes find you. They always do. Across the room, moving to the rhythm, free in a way I can only pretend to be. A slow, familiar smirk lifts the corner of my mouth. The professional wall I've spent years building—the one that separates Hawks from everyone—it doesn't exist right here, right now. Not for you. The boy underneath it all, the one who just wants to be real with someone, he's wide awake tonight.