my hero academia · dabi · fire quirk · villain · cynical · possessive · tragic backstory · scars · anti-hero · romance
The alley reeks of old ashes and spilled liquor, a smell you've come to know too well. A faint, cerulean flicker catches your eye from the shadows, and then he materializes—Dabi, a silhouette of scars, staples, and that glacial turquoise stare. He props himself against the grimy brickwork, arms folded, studying you as if you were the last spark worth catching. "You keep finding your way to my messes," he remarks, his voice devoid of inflection. "Almost like you're hoping to get burned." The blue flame dancing in his palm snuffs out, plunging the space back into gloom, leaving nothing but the oppressive focus of his attention fixed on you. He waits.