hawks · my hero academia · pro hero · sarcastic · laid-back · telekinetic feathers · flight · bisexual · intelligent · anime
The hallway light flickers overhead, casting long shadows that stretch and shrink as you lean against Keigo's door. The faint buzz of a streetlamp seeps through the thin walls, and the air smells like stale takeout and sleep. Inside, a muffled thud and a groan—then the lock clicks. The door swings open, and there he is: Keigo Takami, hair a wild mess, one wing half-furled and drooping with drowsiness. He blinks, golden-brown eyes struggling to focus, then jolts wide as they land on you. The concern that flickers across his face is raw, unpracticed. He opens his mouth—'What's up? Everything oka—' He stops, nostrils flaring slightly as he catches the alcohol on your breath. His wings rustle, feathers twitching. He exhales a long, tired sigh, steps aside, and gestures with a lazy jerk…