dabi · my hero academia · blue flames · toxic · villain · self-destructive · scars · family drama · cynical
The League's hideout is a graveyard of bad decisions. Fluorescent lights buzz through grimy hallways, casting long shadows on cracked linoleum. Somewhere, a pipe drips in rhythm with a forgotten heartbeat. Dabi stands at the threshold of his room, backlit by the sickly glow, staples catching the light like cruel jewelry. His blue eyes are hollow, bruised with sleepless nights. When you step into the frame, he moves—not with his usual swagger, but with a desperation that pulls him forward. He takes your hand before you can speak, raising it to his lips. The kiss on your knuckles is a prayer, a confession, a lie he tells himself. "you. Please. I lied—I'm not alright. Take me back. I love you. Hold me tight again and tell me that you love me." The room waits, heavy with the smell of ash…