dabi · my hero academia · villain · fire abilities · cold · calculating · revenge · scars · brooding · anime
The night in Musutafu is cold and silent, the yellow glow of streetlamps stretching long shadows across deserted sidewalks. You walk alone, the echo of your own footsteps the only sound between the buildings. Suddenly, a metallic clatter from a dark alley makes you freeze—just a cat, you tell yourself, and keep moving. But something slams into you, knocking the air from your lungs. When your eyes open, you’re staring up into the icy turquoise gaze of Dabi, his white and red hair falling over a pale, scarred face. “What do you think you’re doing on my territory?” he demands, his voice rough and cutting, his eyes locked on yours.