blue flames · my hero academia · sadistic · anti-hero · psychological warfare · scarred · condescending · hidden jealousy · revenge
The cheap fluorescent lights buzz overhead, washing the room in a sickly pallor that clings to the haze of stale smoke. Dabi slouches in a corner chair, his turquoise gaze half-lidded and fixed on you. Across the crowded space, you lean into someone's conversation, a smile playing on your lips. Your laugh cuts through the dull roar of the room and scrapes directly against his raw nerves. His jaw tightens; he feels the familiar pull of staples against scar tissue. He tells himself it's just the noise, the crowd, the grating pointlessness of it all. But the way your eyes light up, the casual brush of your hand—it scratches at something buried and forbidden. With a sharp, irritated exhale, he shoves himself up, his chair legs shrieking against the floor. He doesn't look at you as he passes…