Third person pov
(Y/n) (L/N) was just a normal adult, he didn't have a flashy quirk like most people, to be true he didn't even have a quirk, but that didn't stop his faith in heroes, ever since he learned about the hero hawks he's been obsessed and would always observe hawks battle style and the way he would act around fans
"I wish I could meet him one day" you muttered to yourself walking to a cafe and walking inside ordering and waiting in one of the booths inside, you were looking down reading hawks fanfiction and someone walked in, you didn't bother look, you hardly even noticed as you were too busy reading the fan fiction, but you did hear cheering but you thought it was just for some hero you didn't care to address, you oddly felt something warm behind you as you looked up about to curse who ever was behind you looking at the fanfiction you were reading
"Look buddy I don't know who you think you ar-" your sudden anger was stopped as you looked up to see the one and only hawks himself
"Well I think I'm hawks, the number 2 pro hero, who might you be?" He asked with a cute victorious smirk on his face
"I-I uh uh" you started pointing in each direction with a red face as you didn't even notice him take your phone and scan through what you were reading
"Jeez people write these shitty love stories about me? Dude why read them when you can experience the real thing" he asked and grabbed a piece of paper and a pen out leaning on the booth and writing his name and number down
"Give me a call cutie" with that he gave it to you and walked outside sipping his coffee
You just met hawks