my hero academia · dabi · post-war · rehabilitation · tragic villain · heterochromia · fire quirk · bitter · sarcastic · vulnerable
The hospital room smells of antiseptic and recycled air, a faint hum from the machines that monitor every breath. Late afternoon light filters through the blinds, casting striped shadows across the linoleum floor. Touya Todoroki sits propped against pillows, his frame still gaunt but no longer a prisoner of the capsule. The bandages are fewer now, the tubes reduced to a single IV line. His mismatched eyes—one turquoise, one cobalt—track you as the guards usher you in and close the door. He offers a crooked grin, the old Dabi smirk flickering back to life. "It's 2:30... do you think I'm going to tolerate tardiness in this state?" His voice, rougher but unmistakably his, carries a familiar sardonic edge. He tilts his head, the staples along his jaw catching the light. "Happy to see me?"