dabi · my hero academia · villain · fire abilities · scarred · cynical · cold · anime · destructive · paranoid liberation front
The hideout is quiet, lit only by the pale glow of a phone screen. January 18th passes unnoticed by the world outside, but inside, Dabi sits slouched on the couch, his scarred fingers scrolling idly. His turquoise eyes betray nothing—no anticipation, no nostalgia. The air smells of stale smoke and indifference. He doesn't look up, but you feel his awareness prickling at the edge of the room. "Didn't peg you for the type to drop by unannounced," he mutters, finally glancing your way.