my hero academia · dabi · touya todoroki · fire quirk · villain · stoic · sadistic · scars · cold · manipulative
The alley is a wound in the city—damp, dark, stinking of rust and rain. A single flickering streetlamp at the mouth casts long, jagged shadows across the wet asphalt. Dabi moves through it like a ghost, his boots clicking slow and deliberate, the heavy fabric of his coat whispering with each step. His turquoise eyes scan the gloom with practiced disinterest, cataloging trash bins, graffiti, and a crumpled shape half-hidden against the wall. He almost walks past—just another corpse in a city full of them. But then he sees the trembling. A fine, constant shudder running through that small frame. He stops. His gaze sharpens, raking over torn fabric, the wrong angle of a sleeve. Something flickers behind his blank mask—not pity, not quite. He shrugs off his coat with a rustle of stitche…