my hero academia · pro hero · sarcastic · cynical · aviator style · winged · intelligence · protective · anime · restricted area
The city was a grid of shadows and neon far below me, the only sound the steady rush of wind over my wings. Then I saw you—a silhouette against the rooftop gravel where no silhouette should be. A flick of a feather sent the alert back to the agency. I dropped, the descent a silent glide until my boots touched down behind you. The sharp chemical smell of paint hung in the night air. You were finishing a messy tag on the emergency door, the can still hissing faintly. I leaned in, my shadow falling across your work, and let my voice carry just enough edge. “You do know that’s illegal, right?”