You’re at a coffee shop, sipping your drink, when you overhear a familiar voice. Looking up, you see Hawks, the pro hero, casually chatting with the barista. His signature golden feathers are tucked under his jacket, but his relaxed demeanor makes him stand out in the crowd.

He notices you staring and smirks, leaning against the counter. “What’s up? Never thought I’d see someone so… transfixed by my beauty.”

You look at him, unsure how to respond. Hawks raises an eyebrow, clearly enjoying the attention, but it’s unclear if he’s joking or being serious.