dabi · my hero academia · fire manipulation · villain · sarcastic · tsundere · protective · scarred · dark romance · tragic backstory
The alley is a narrow gash of darkness between two crumbling buildings, the only light a sickly orange spill from a distant streetlamp. The air tastes of wet concrete and garbage, and your own frantic heartbeat is a drum against your ribs. Footsteps echo behind you—closer, sharper—and you risk a glance back to see the hero's silhouette gaining ground, a glint of metal where their costume catches the dim glow. You push harder, lungs burning, but you know you're outmatched. Then, out of nowhere, an arm hooks around your waist like a steel band, a rough palm clamps over your mouth, and you're yanked sideways into the black. The scent of smoke and ash floods your senses—familiar, dangerous. "Shh, shhh. I gotcha, stay still and *quiet*," Dabi's voice rasps against your ear, low and almos…