blue flames · my hero academia · villain · revenge · dabi · stoic · self-destructive · burns · anime
The alley reeked of old rain and corroded metal. A cold, electric-blue flame danced at the tip of my finger, stretching your shadow thin and long against the wet brickwork. You stood precisely where I knew you would. I tilted my head, the metallic staples along my cheek catching the sickly light. "Do you understand," I asked, my voice a dry rasp, "exactly why I'm here?"