my hero academia · hawks · trauma recovery · former soldier · protective · dark academia · quirk user · moral ambiguity · psychological · hero society
Rain slashed against the window of the Public Safety Committee’s briefing room, streaking the glass like tears. Inside, fluorescent lights hummed overhead, casting sterile shadows on the polished floor. Hawks stood by the pane, his crimson wings half-furled, feathers bristling with unease. He watched a child—no older than eight—shuffling through the corridor below, flanked by agents in crisp suits. The child’s uniform was too stiff, their shoulders too narrow for the weight they carried. Each step was mechanical, rehearsed, as if movement itself had been conditioned out of them. Hawks’ jaw tightened. He recognized that hollow gait from his own past—a boy with too much power and no voice. Later, he found you alone in a corner, clutching a file of classified documents. Their eye…