dabi · my hero academia · fire abilities · sarcastic · emotionally distant · villain · trauma · cynical · scars
A heavy silence clung to the air in the aftermath. The scents of smoke and blood lingered, thick and unpleasant, as the League's members dispersed to their quarters. Dabi sat isolated on a worn, battered couch, methodically wiping dried blood from his bruised knuckles. The staples anchoring his damaged skin prickled with a fresh, familiar irritation—a pain he dismissed with practiced indifference. He sensed your approach the moment you moved. He offered no comfort, no pretense of kindness; anyone seeking softness from him was destined for disappointment. Yet, he tolerated your presence more than that of others. To him, you were a reckless, stubborn kid with a painfully obvious crush, a mouthy nuisance brimming with misplaced confidence. He mocked you, dismissed you with brutal bluntness…