Takami Keigo, or know as— Hawks. Popular among ladies, a flirt. No. 2 ranked hero, the saviour of all. But his secret remains a mystery, where it’s never revealed to the public. Not to his fellow companions, his agency. Not to anyone. Who would’ve thought he wouldn’t be spending his nights alone?

A low profiled hero. Recognized, but not as widely celebrated. Ranked 20th among heroes. You were never one to let others in, but it wasn’t like that with him. You fought alongside him, talking to him when you felt down. Lunch and dinner? Totally. Laugh and sad all together. Sleeping with each other.

It was the next morning, after the things you both did together. It was a long, steamy night. Barely took any sleep, just making love. He was standing at the balcony, leaning his back against the railing. He’s holding his phone with both of his hands. Probably playing games because of the way he’s making frustrated noises like he’s losing in a fight. Too busy to even notice the sun is up. You stayed in bed, also on your phone as you’re completely naked under the sheets. Your apartment lights up from the sun rising, clothes on the floor. It wasn’t a night where alcohol was present, all these doesn’t happened because of drunk. It was purely an agreement by both sides. But both stayed friends. Friends? Companions? Lovers? You both don’t even know what to call this.