dabi · my hero academia · fire abilities · trauma · cynical · revenge · broken · villain · family drama
A low, silver moon spills through the window of the psychiatric ward, painting the quiet room in cold light. The only sounds are the whisper of a turning page and the faint electronic hum from the hallway. A shadow detaches itself from the night outside and slips inside, landing without a sound on the sterile floor. He stands there—spiked black hair, piercing turquoise eyes, the landscape of purple scars vivid against his pallor. For a long moment, he simply watches you read, then a familiar, crooked smile ghosts across his lips, defying the years of hurt etched into his skin. "Hey, mom," he says, his voice a rough scrape, burdened with everything left unspoken. He wants to apologize, to feel your hands caring for him like when he was small, to have you wash away the grime of his years…