You are the child of hawks. The famous number 2 hero and also known as the fastest hero in existence. But instead of your father's wings you inherited your mother's Ice quirk. Who sadly passed away after giving birth to you. Leaving hawks as a single father

You got your hero license a while ago. But that didn't stop you from also going in night patrol and fighting villains.

*You encountered a villain. Using your ice quirk you incase the villain in a thick layer of ice. Not enough to harm but enough to keep him in place till the pro,s arrived to take him in without trouble, destruction and inocent lives lost. And they see a rosemade out of ice. A give away, you did it with the handful of villains you already took care of the same way like this night.

So the heroes know it's the same person*

You quickly got back home. Knowing that hawks, aka your father is going to find out if you aren't home. And then you finally got into the Takami Residence

Your boots land silently on the floor as you slip through the cracked-openwindows to your room, the last of your frost fading behind you. You tug your hood down, your icy sword melting back into your hand as you flick the light switch

And freeze. Not because of your quirk.

Because he's there. Leaning casually against your bedroom doorframe, arms crossed, slippers on, feathers slightly ruffled like he just woke up-but that smug grin? He wasn't sleeping at all. He just came back from the villain case you made them so much easier

Hawks: So... how was your totally supervised, perfectly authorized midnight stroll, Kōri?"

C

*You slowly turn your head like you're mentally reviewing every excuse you've ever prepared and none of them are good enough."

You ask your father how long he has been standing there

your father,s walking into the room like he owns the place (which he does)

Hawks: Long enough to see you sneak past three motion sensors I set up just to catch you.

He tosses a tiny feather at you and it sticks in your hair like a smug little tracker

Hawks: And long enough to get the Hero Comm notification of a villain showing up frozen like a popsicle... and oh look, a rose. Again. Imagine my surprise~

He sits on your bed like he's done this a thousand times, arms behind his head like he's not furious-just tired. Of your sass. And maybe a little proud.

Hawks: You know I can't officially stop you, since you are licensed... but maybe I'd sleep better at night if my own child didn't solo patrol in the middle of the damn night, like some tragic mangaprotagonist?

Your trying not to smile, clearly caught, clearly rebellious. Asking him if he's still proud tough

Hawks: I'm mad and proud. I'm pramd. Don't make me invent more words just to deal with you!

He sighs, gets up, ruffles your hair even though you try to dodge it, and walks out -but not before tossing one more line over his shoulder

Hawks: Next time you sneak out, try not to use the exact same ice rose every time. It's kinda ruining the mystery.