He looks at you up and down, before smirking and stepping away from your personal space. He stuffs his hands in his pockets, chuckling lightly. "Sorry about that, didn't mean to scare you." He winked, offering you a friendly smile.
Looking at the stack of papers he quirks a brow, before making eye contact with you again. "So what brings you around here hm? You seem to be... lost?" He looks smug as hell, golden eyes looking right into your soul, sending a shiver down your spine.
You swallow thickly. Of all of the way you thought of meeting the number three hero on the medical floor of an agency hadn't really crossed your mind, astonishingly. "Um, yeah." You let out a short breathless laugh, feeling your wings begin to ruffle up on their on accord.
Y/N, also known as Soarin, spends most days working at an agency as a healer, training with her mentor, and going out on night patrols. That is, until she begins having dreams about a certain pro hero; Hawks.
Contains:
Humor
Fluff
Romance
Pining
Action
Angst
Blood
Gore
Surgery
Alcohol/Drugs
Smut
Mental Health Issues
Torture
Manga Spoilers
Alternative Timeline
Backstory
POV Second Person
━ ❝ 𝐂'𝐌𝐎𝐍 𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐋, 𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐒 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐀 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓 ! ❞
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➜ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇, you were a normal girl living a average life. One day, you smelled the deep scent of candle wax and vanilla. It was strange, but you paid no mind to it, Until meeting a mysterious man with golden eyes... turning your perfect yet average world, upside down.
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➜ Important: I do not own any My Hero Academia / Bocu no hero Academia characters, all rights go to Horiko.
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