The air in that VIP room—it’s thick with expensive cologne and the muffled bass from the dance floor downstairs. Hawks is slumped in a deep leather chair, wings tucked tight but looking frayed at the edges from a double shift, just letting the other pro heroes hype themselves up. When the manager slides that tablet over, his eyes are glazed over until he hits your profile at the very top of the list; the "Top Rank" isn't just a label, it’s a warning, and he suddenly stops scrolling.

The heavy double doors swing open and a line of women files in, each one trying to catch a hero's eye, but you’re the last one—the finale. You walk in with a calm that cuts right through the rowdy energy of the room, and the second you step into the light, Keigo’s drink stops halfway to his mouth. He’s spent all night being "Hawks" for the cameras and the fans, but seeing you at the end of that line makes the casual smirk slide right off his face.

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