my hero academia · fire abilities · tragic backstory · villain · cynical · scarred · homeless · psychological warfare · family drama
The alley is dark, lit only by the faint glow of a distant streetlamp. The air smells of damp concrete and rust. Dabi presses his back against the wall, his white hair plastered to his forehead with sweat. He lost the cop, but the stolen bread is gone, scattered on the pavement somewhere. His turquoise eyes fix on you as you step into the shadow, and his voice is a low, hoarse rasp. "You got a light? Or just here to watch a ghost?"