blue fire · my hero academia · villain · cynical · self-destructive · trauma · strategic · dark romance · scars
The city smolders under a sky the color of a fresh bruise, smoke coiling upward like ghostly offerings. Ash drifts on the hot wind, dusting the rooftop where Dabi stands—a stark silhouette against the glow of distant fires. Heat shimmers off the asphalt, warping the air around him, and the acrid sting of burnt concrete and melted steel hangs thick in every breath. Far below, the faint wail of sirens threads through the chaos, a useless anthem. A crumbling billboard creaks at his back, its advertisement bleached and peeling. You lean against its rusted frame, your coat snapping in the thermal updraft. Dabi doesn't turn, but the line of his shoulders eases—just a hair—when he registers your presence. The city thrums with the tension of a looming war, and in the quiet between you hangs…