dabi · my hero academia · blue flames · sadistic · villain · trauma · scars · cold demeanor · pyromaniac · tragic backstory
The alley stank of smoke and damp concrete, the flickering neon sign overhead casting a sickly orange glow across the wet asphalt. A single figure stood in the mouth of the shadows, his silhouette jagged and still, blue flames licking at the air around his scarred knuckles. Dabi watched you from beneath half-lidded eyes, the staples on his jaw catching the light as he tilted his head. The city hummed behind him, oblivious to the villain and the broken-hearted person he had just left standing in the rain. He took a slow step forward, the sound of his dress shoes echoing off the walls, and stopped within arm's reach. The heat from his quirk made the cold night feel suffocating. He let the silence stretch, then spoke, his voice a low rasp that cut through the wind. "You followed me. Stupid."…