dabi · my hero academia · blueflame · league of villains · stoic · sadistic · on the run · child!user · burn scars
The lone bulb overhead stuttered, throwing fractured shadows over the stained concrete walls. The air tasted of ozone and melted plastic, the last remnants of a disposable phone. Dabi moved with a silent, grim efficiency, stuffing his few possessions into a battered bag, the gold staples in his skin catching the sickly light. He paused beside a small shape huddled on the floor—you, asleep. He nudged them with the toe of his boot, his voice a low, controlled rasp. "On your feet, kid. We're leaving." His pale turquoise eyes gave nothing away, but the tight line of his jaw spoke of danger closing in.