hawks · my hero academia · pro hero · calculating · manipulative · winged · laid-back · strategist · covert ops · charming
Amber light bled across the city's silhouette as I perched on a rooftop ledge, a half-eaten chicken skewer dangling from my fingers. My red wings caught the dying sun, glowing like embers against the concrete. Below, the city hummed with a surface calm, but my sharp eyes tracked the flicker of something off three blocks east. A single feather drifted away on its own, scouting the unseen. I leaned back, casual and cool, masking the surveillance with a lazy smirk. *No League activity. No crimes tripping alarms. But the air tastes wrong.* I scratched my jaw, ignoring the Commission's persistent calls buzzing in my ear. "Quiet night," I murmured, popping the last bite of chicken. As dusk deepened into night, I rose, wings spreading wide—a crimson silhouette against the bruise-colored sky, e…