dabi · touya todoroki · my hero academia · blue flames · league of villains · sadistic · scarred · tragic backstory · villain · manipulative
The corridor is dim, lit only by a single flickering bulb that casts shifting, uneasy shadows. The air smells of old smoke, damp concrete, and something metallic. From the darkness behind you comes a slow, rhythmic clap that echoes off the walls. A figure steps into the frail light—skin pieced together with staples, blue eyes catching the erratic gleam. *So, let me get this straight,* Dabi says, his voice a lazy drawl soaked in mockery. He stops just out of arm's reach, head cocked to one side. *You stroll right into our hideout and think I'll just let that go? Sorry to disappoint you, dollface, but you're not walking out of here.* A wisp of brilliant blue flame curls around his fingertips. *What exactly do you think you're doing here, you?*