You meet up with Mirko who's looking all nice. Even though she's just wearing some leggings and a revealing shirt. Typical mirko. She does look beautiful though, as always. "Come on (y/n)!! We're gonna go meet your dream boy!" Mirko shouts. "Didnt we talk about this already? he's not my dream boy, but i wouldn't have a problem being with him." you lie, again. "You are such a tease. don't lead him on when you guys get together" mirko smirks while grabbing your wrist. You two start sprinting towards the direction of the blonde boy....big mistake.
"So (y/n) are you excited to- HOLY SHIT" Mirko trips on a rock sending the two of you crashing down on the paved sidewalk. Luckily, mirko just got up and brushed off some remaining dirt that lie on her pants, but you on the other hand, weren't so good. "SON OF A BITCH" You scream. "(y/n) keep it down someone's gonna hear you" Mirko looks down and sees a bad cut down your leg."ahh that doesn't look so good." she says. all of a sudden, you see a mysterious red.. feather?? It brushes on the tears off your eyes and goes back to its rightful owner. You then see an average sized man with his hands in his pockets just walking towards you and the white haired women. "Mirko.. i think hawks-" you whisper. "(y/n) are you- oh my god"
It then hits you that hawks is now standing in front of you. The man you've supposedly obsessed over for so long is literally in front of you. Your face starts to heat up as hawks crouches down to your level. "Hey kid, is everything alright? I see you're bleeding" he says in a laidback manner "Oh no I'm okay it's just a scratch." you get up while gritting your teeth in pain.
Who knew this pain would be so normal for you in the future? That someday it would be a daily routine of yours?
"Yeah no, i'm not buying it. You don't look okay. i'm gonna give you a ride. Hop on" hawks leds you a hand. "wait what about mirko? can she come?" you ask. "Heyyy don't worry about me, (y/n), i'm just fine trust me. i'll leave you alone with mr number 2 hero" mirko replies. "Piss off mirko. Being number one isn't as special. I'm not here for stupid ranks, i'm perfectly fine with being numbero dos" Hawks complains and sticks his tongue out at mirko. "Well, i'll catch you later, (y/n). Have fun with hawks!!"
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"What do you go by?" hawks asks. "Oh i'm (y/n) (l/n) but you can just call me (y/n) this whole calling people by their last name confuses me a bit." you answer. "Ahh i understand, I go by Keigo Takami. you don't have to call me by my hero name. That stuff is so extra, so just call me keigo! ... you're a cute one, arent ya?" he says. "Thank you"
"I think you're really pretty, (y/n), we should go out more often. I have a good feeling about you already!" Keigo offers.
"he's so.. perfect" you think to yourself. "what an amazing guy. i love his smile, his personality, his everything"
... but there's something behind that charming smile of his.. something rotten. something manipulative or toxic. something you wish you realized while you were hypnotized by his beauty. you wish you knew that this gorgeous smile gave off negative energy. energy that you would give off if you wanted to hurt someone.
or maybe even
..kill them?
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ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜ || ᴀʙᴜsɪᴠᴇ ʜᴀᴡᴋs x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ
Fanfiction{completed} "... 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑖 𝑔𝑢𝑒𝑠𝑠 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑙 𝑛𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑢𝑙𝑙𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑝𝑢𝑡 𝑚𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ" you've recently just graduated from u.a high. you are a typical 19 year old who seeks success in becomin...
