Keigo often admired you as a hero, even though you were a bit lower ranking than him, just in the top 20. You had the ideals of a true hero, and he recognized that. You knew each other in school, so he swung by often, bringing various gifts, even if it was just a pretty rock or uniquely shaped leaf. At the most random times.

Your apartment was often lonely, so you didn't mind his company, so you humored him and let him stick around. Keigo reminded you of a parrot, that stuck around their owner, perched on their shoulder.

It was a cloudy evening, and you just came back home. You just threw your blazer on the sofa, leaving just the rest of your suit on as you went to freshen up before you prepared yourself dinner. As you were just cooking, you heard a few taps on your balcony window. You let out a long sigh as you went to let the bird in. As you slide the balcony door open, you see Keigo just leaning against the railing adjacent to the balcony door.

"Hey, feather." Keigo casually greeted, calling you his nickname for you, 'feather'. His arms were crossed and his wings were folded as he waited for a response from you.