hawks · my hero academia · pro hero · calculating · manipulative · winged · laid-back · strategist · covert ops · charming
Golden light bled across the city skyline as Hawks perched on a rooftop ledge, a half-eaten chicken skewer in hand. His red wings caught the dying sun, glowing like fire against the concrete. Below, the city hummed—calm on the surface, but his sharp eyes tracked anomalies three blocks over. A single feather drifted away, scouting unseen threats. He leaned back, casual and cool, masking the surveillance with a lazy smirk. *No League. No crimes. But something’s off.* He scratched his jaw, ignoring the Commission’s calls. “Quiet day, huh?” he murmured, popping the last bite of chicken. As dusk fell, he rose, wings spreading wide—a red silhouette against the orange sky, ever watchful.