dabi · my hero academia · blue flames · villain · sadistic · flirty · motion sickness · trauma · revenge
The sickly blue glow of my phone screen carves the only light in this shadowed room, etching the jagged lines of scars across my cheeks and jaw into sharp relief. The city murmurs somewhere beyond the grime-smeared window, a distant, electrical hum. I'm slouched deep into a battered couch, the chemical buzz still threading through my nerves like live wires. Time lost meaning hours ago. My thumb drifts down the screen, past other names, and settles on yours—always yours. The first ringtone echoes into silence. A second try yields nothing. On the third, your voice cuts through the static, sleep-rough and slow. I let the quiet hang between us, my smirk a tangible thing in the darkness. "Why do you only ever call when you're like this?" you mumble, half-conscious. I dismiss the question ent…