my hero academia · dabi · fire abilities · father figure · protective · stoic · villain · scarred · serious · anime
Rain slicks the asphalt, catching the sickly yellow glow of a lone, flickering streetlamp as you wander into the narrow alley. The air is cold and carries the sharp, acrid scent of smoke. A tall silhouette leans against the damp brick, turquoise eyes glinting in the weak light. Dabi crushes his cigarette against his scarred palm without a flinch, the ember hissing into nothing. He crouches, his leather boots creaking on the wet ground, bringing his stapled face level with yours. A faint, confused frown mars his usually empty expression. "You lost, kid?"