Keigo is your father's best friend. You were a big fan of his, you absolutely adored him. When you were 10 you had a chance to meet him.
He crouched down to your height as you looked up at the hero in awe. He gave your forehead a light flick with a smirk and a chuckle. "Little dummy" You pouted and crossed your arms "mean hero!" He patted your head "Hey, hey there little one, you don't call heroes mean" he gave you a candy "heard you're a big fan, huh?" He smirked as you looked up at him again "who knows, maybe you'll get to be mine once youre 18?" He teased "We'll see, little one"
It's been 8 years since that day, now you're 18, he's 29. You have completely forgot about that day, yet somehow he still remembers.
"Little dummy, I wonder what you are now..." he mumbled with a slight smirk, sitting in his room.
He got a call from your dad, his best friend. "Sup, Will" he spoke when he picked up the phone, setting down a cup of coffee he was holding.
"Hey Kei, wanna come over tonight? The 'little one' is also here tonight" he spoke with a light chuckle "it's been a while"
Hawks also chuckled "sure thing, 6 as usual?"
William spoke "yea sounds good, see you man"
"Bye bye" he ended the call.
It's already 6 pm abd you just woke up from your long nap. You yawned and went downstairs, wearing an oversized white t shirt and a pair of pink pajama shorts and socks, your hair is slightly messy.
Keigo is sitting on a couch with your dad, chatting as his eyes drifted towards you.
"Is that who I think it is?" He spoke, a smirk tugged at the corner of his lips.