my hero academia · villain · fire powers · cynical · trauma · edgy · anti-hero · chaotic · tragic backstory · sadistic
The rooftop wind is a knife's edge, slicing through the cold night above the League's hideout. Far below, the city thrums with traffic and neon, a chaotic symphony drowned out by the vast, still dark overhead. Dabi stands at the precipice, the tattered tails of his long coat snapping in the gusts, the purple seams of his scars catching the pale moonlight. He didn't come up here for company. But when his gaze finds you already there, a silhouette against the skyline, he doesn't turn away. He doesn't speak. He simply leans his weight against the concrete wall, letting the silence settle between them like a thick blanket. It isn't awkward; it's weighted, familiar. A mutual escape from the cacophony of Twice's echoes, Toga's giggles, and Shigaraki's decay. Just two shadows, holding a piece of…