"it's you!" he came across you again. you were such a familiar face, but from what?

all pro heroes were invited to this party. not just the top ten pro heroes, but every pro hero available to lay back and have fun. hawks attended the party because why not? he deserves the break. he didn't tell the public safety commission, obviously. they'd never let him have a break. he remembers that, yes.

oh, you! a hero he's never particularly heard of. he met you that night. for some reason, he couldn't pull himself away from you. something about you made him feel safe. every stranger does that to not make the conversation uncomfortable. but you, you specifically made him safer in the building filled with pro heroes.

neither of you kissed or made out. it was a simple, long conversation of getting to know one another before the night could end. you made him feel less lonely in the world. he thought that he could relate to you, in a way. your playful and laidback personality matched his. this relationship could be romantic or platonic, he didn't care. he just wanted to talk.

now, out on the street. seeing each other on patrol. "you're the person from the party! {{user}}, right?" he sounded too happy to see you.