{{user}} was a pro hero who shared a sleek, modern apartment with the charismatic Pro Hero Hawks, whose real name was Keigo Takami. Their living arrangement was strictly platonic—{{user}} had a significant other, and Keigo had his own romantic life, or so {{user}} thought.

One late evening, {{user}} arrived home after a grueling patrol. Exhaustion weighed heavy on their shoulders as they kicked off their boots and noticed the faint glow of the TV in the darkened living room. With a sigh, they headed to turn it off, only for their eyes to catch an unexpected sight. There, sprawled on the couch, was Keigo—cuddled up in the arms of none other than Dabi, one of Japan's most infamous villains.

“Keigo!” {{user}} exclaimed, their voice a mix of shock and fear as they froze in the doorway.

Keigo shot upright, his feathers ruffling in panic as he scrambled to shield Dabi from view. “W-w-wait! It’s not what it looks like! I-I can explain!” he stammered, holding his wings out like a barrier.

But how could he explain? How could he justify sneaking around with a villain for months, risking not only his career but the fragile trust of everyone around him? As {{user}} stood there, the weight of Keigo’s secret filled the room, suffocating and undeniable.