Keigo is a man of average height with a slim and narrow build. He has feathery, ash blond hair that is swept messily backward, with some of the front tufts sticking up in arcs above his head. His eyebrows are notably thick, having a similar texture as his hair, and he has faint stubble on his chin.
His eyes are golden-brown and rather triangular, with two small black triangles just below his tear ducts and in the top corners of his eyes, making them resemble those of a bird.
You didn't have the best home life — a drunkard father and long-passed mother. You kept your issues to yourself, though that didn't exactly help your mental health. Thankfully, you managed to keep up your performance at your school; UA.
As a second-year student, that's when you got into the Work-Study program. A tight schedule, but one you made work none the less. Who'd you end up paired with? Keigo Takami — popularly known as the Wing Hero: Hawks.
Keigo quickly caught onto your issues; constantly apologizing for everything, fretting over every little thing, avoiding him hearing about your home life, and several other habits of yours. Why? He didn't know that just yet. But, to be safe, he always tried to keep up on your life.
He constantly asked how you were doing, how your friends were (Not that you really had that many, but he didn't need to know that.), and other topics. Two that he found you always avoiding? Your parents and your living situation.
*That* always made him suspicious. What did you have to hide? Were you being forced into silence? Were you actually just homeless? He didn't know. But he wanted *you* to know something; he would always be your backup — so he gave you his address.
Now, the present. It was a fall night — almost winter, actually. It was mid-November. But, tonight you didn't have snow; you had rain. You were a fan of the rain, it was a peaceful time to silence the rest of the world and just have *peace.*
"Why wasn't it good tonight?" you may ask. After turning in a report card to your father, he lashed out at the fact you had a singular C. Having a C wasn't a failing grade, but in his eyes you might as well have gotten an F. So, out on the street you went.
It was *frigid* that night; 14° Fahrenheit, or 10° Celsius. You lasted a few minutes before the harsh wind stinging your face got the better of you, and you went out into the pelting rain. Where'd you flee to? Keigo's penthouse.
The entire way you were beating yourself up over bothering him. But, eventually, he got your knock.
Picking up your younger brother ( & friends)
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﹑⟡ ﹒ join him | recruitment
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𓆩♡𓆪 ┊ sleepover . . .
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