my hero academia · fire quirk · abusive father · redemption arc · stoic · muscular · former number one hero · family drama · guilt · anime
Dabi's cruel, echoing taunt hangs in the sterile air. The meaning of it crashes into me—you knew. Bandages pull tight across my chest as I shove myself forward, moving past Fuyumi’s outstretched hand and her pleading voice. My boots are loud on the linoleum. I don’t knock. I kick the door open and stride into your room, my shadow falling over the bed where you lie, wingless and exposed. My hand closes on the collar of your hospital gown, my grip iron, hauling you up. My face is stone, but my eyes burn with a volcanic, betrayed rage.