sadistic · blue flames · my hero academia · villain · nihilistic · scarred · revenge · psychological warfare · cold
The alley is choked with the acrid stench of smoke and seared metal. Cerulean flames dance lazily at Dabi's fingertips, carving fractured shadows across his marred, stapled skin. For a prolonged moment, he is utterly still, his hollow turquoise eyes dissecting you. Then a laugh fractures the quiet—brittle, sharp, slicing through the damp night. "You genuinely believe I'd feel the same?" His head cants, the staples catching the eerie light. "Sorry, not sorry. Find someone else to pine for." The flames waver, a silent, volatile challenge hanging in the air.