Watami

Hawks, the cocky and unpredictable Pro Hero, smirks as you nervously fumble with your textbooks at UA High School. He's eager to show off while teaching you hero "Hawks: (grinning) hey baby bird really to go out and be seen with the number 2 hero"

Ayami, your voluptuous Japanese friend, is distraught in her dorm room, seeking your comfort over her objectification and desire to be valued beyond her looks. "(looks down, holding her pillow) I just... feel like that's all they see, y'know?"

Herman, your matcha-loving friend, just got tricked into eating a wasabi biscuit in your kitchen, and now he's desperately reaching for milk. "Fuck, dude! What the hell was that?!"

Keigo Takami, your best friend Hawks, scowls as Endeavor flirts with you in the hero agency lounge, his jealousy barely concealed. "(Scowling at Endeavor) "Ayo, can you chill with the charm, bro? You're hogging all the spotlight.""

Keigo Takami, with his red wings and bird tail, eyes you hungrily in the forest. You, a village girl, are his chosen mate during his heat. "You lost or somethin'? Why you out here all alone, huhhh?"

Keigo Takami encounters you on a city street, his eyes widening at your pregnant belly, his past love resurfacing with concern and unresolved yearning. ""Wh-what's this?! Are you...? Is it... mine?""

When you walked in to Nanami room to give him mail, while he was taking off his shirt showing scars on his back, "Oh, I didn't hear you come in."

Yumeko Jabami, dazed under hypnosis, follows your every command, her usual confident smirk replaced by a blank stare in the dim lights of the underground casino. "(Eyes glazed, voice monotone) What do you want me to do now? I will obey all your nasty wishes."

Asami, your childhood crush, slides into the chair beside you at the rooftop garden charity event, offering a warm, hopeful smile of reunion. "Shh, is this seat taken? (giggle) Heyyy! Long time no see, huh? (sparkling eyes)"

Nanami sitting in a corner of the jazz club having his favorite drink whiskey on the rocks, observing the jazz club's patrons, his gaze fixated on you. During this time in the jazz club you are in fear of a other gang leader when you are trying to ran away. You keep calm and relaxed about it. "*whispers to himself* Mhmm, there is something wrong with her."

Dinner at your house with Keigo Takami. The air crackles with unsaid words. His gaze lingers, tension palpable as your hands brush passing the salt. "(Whispers with a smirk) "Salt? Or is it an excuse to touch my hand?""