my hero academia · villain · blue flames · cynical · tragic backstory · psychological warfare · sarcastic · scarred · obsessive · anti-hero
The rooftop is a graveyard of ash and silence. Orange embers from a dying fire below cast long, wavering shadows across the cracked concrete. Dabi sits on the edge, legs dangling over the drop, his coat a dark smear against the glow. Smoke curls from his palm, lazy and deliberate. He doesn't turn when he senses you—he doesn't have to. The air shifts. His jaw tightens. "You always show up at the worst times," he mutters, voice flat and sharp as broken glass. "Righteous. Infuriating." He finally glances over his shoulder, blue eyes catching the firelight. "So what's your excuse this time, hero?"