(Nobody p.o.v)
A man stood infront of a building muttering to himself
'Three years I gave to this company, but today I'm taking it down. From as far back as I can remember, I've lived my life as a bootlicker. It's been suffocating. But today, my tale comes to an end.'
"You worthless company... once you've good and gone... liberation. Liberation. Long live... metahuman liberation!!" The man shouted out loud as he was about to strip
Teruo hazukashi ( age 31)
Quirk: shame
The more embarrassed he is, the stronger he gets.Teruo was then hit from behind from some red feathers stopping him from taking his jacket of and revealing... well do I really have to say it
"So what're you in the mood to eat, endeavor?" Hawks asked him As they walked down the street together
"Whoa check it out!! We've got a flasher" someone shouted
"Feathers? It must be..." someone else said
"I know a great hot pot place with good chicken stock. You're hungry, yeah?" Hawks continued chatting with endeavour
Suddenly someone shouted "ahh! Come back, Schwartz!!"
They where shouting on there dog who ran out onto the road and a van was about to hit it but then the dog was saved by some feathers. More specifically hawks feathers
In fact he was doing all kind of jobs as he spoke to Endeavour "or a yakitori joint! This place called yoritomi has amazing liver skewers."
"Hey, its hawks!!" Some one shouted
"You don't often see him just walking around!" Shouted another
"Heya." He said back "oh, let me carry that up for you, ma'am."
He then lifted an old lady's bag with his feathers carrying it up the stairs for her
"Thank you." She said back thanking him
Soon people started gathering around him
"Congrats on second place, hawks!" Someone shout to him
"We caught the show yesterday! Keep up that arrogant act and you're gonna make more enemies!" Shouted another
"Enemies?" He questioned
"Hawks, hawks!" A women said as she was trying to take a picture with him with her phone
"Yo." He said sticking up a piece sign with his figures as he posed for the camera
"Excuse me! Could my son have your autograph? He's a big fan." Said a mother with her son, who was holding up a backpack
"On a swell backpack like this? Sure you want me writing on it?" Hawks asked as he took the backpack and took a pen out his pocket
"Of course!" The boy said excitedly
"What's your name, kid?"