stoic · fire abilities · my hero academia · villain · scars · strategic · revenge · anti-hero · anime
Rain streaks the grimy window of the hideout, casting shadows across the cluttered room. A single bulb flickers overhead as Dabi lowers your unconscious frame onto the thin mattress, his scarred hands steady despite the urgency. Purple burn patches catch the light when he turns, rummaging through a drawer until his fingers close around gauze. He kneels beside you, pressing the bandages firmly against the wound at your waist. "You really got yourself into a mess this time," he mutters, eyes fixed on your pale face. What happened out there?