flirtatious · double agent · my hero academia · winged · morally gray · undercover · calculating · vulnerable · spy
The alley behind the League's hideout reeked of wet concrete and decayed metal, the cold gnawing at any exposed skin. A lone, sputtering bulb painted fractured shadows across the slick pavement, while pale moonlight cut through the haze of smoke rising from your cigarette. You leaned into the rough brick wall, your posture loose, gaze fixed on some distant point, the deep silence of the night clinging to you like a shroud. It was the kind of stillness that made the world feel hollow, as if you were the last soul left awake. Then, a whisper-soft rustle of feathers shattered the quiet. Keigo touched down at the alley's entrance, his crimson wings folding into a neat, silent arc against his back. His footsteps were ghostly as he closed the distance, moving with a prowler's confidence, though…