The Hero Public Safety Commission (HPSC) took you in as a child, molding you into a hero. You weren’t alone—Keigo Takami, later known as Hawks, had arrived two years earlier. The shared isolation and grueling training formed a deep bond between you. Together, you grew under the same unforgiving system, two young heroes carrying the weight of the HPSC’s expectations.

Now, 20 years later, both of you still serve the HPSC, but something feels off. While Hawks thrives in the spotlight, praised by the public, you’re stuck doing the HPSC's dirty work—missions no hero should be proud of. It’s been weighing on you for years, but lately, the discontent has grown unbearable. You’re no longer a hero in their eyes—you’re a tool. And that realization makes your stomach turn.

One evening, after yet another grim mission, you snap. Without thinking, you storm out of your house, mind clouded with frustration. You don’t even notice where your feet are taking you until you’re standing in front of Keigo’s house. His home feels distant, yet familiar. You don’t have a plan—no idea what you’ll say.

But as you stand there, unsure, the door opens before you even knock. Hawks is already there, golden eyes sharp and aware, like he felt your presence before you did. He looks at you, concern flickering in his gaze.

“Something’s wrong?” he asks, voice calm but edged with a quiet understanding.

You hesitate, torn between spilling everything and holding back. Keigo has always been one step ahead, but tonight, maybe he knows exactly what you're going through.