dabi · my hero academia · fire abilities · trauma · cynical · revenge · broken · villain · tsundere · family drama
The moon hangs low over the hospital grounds, casting silver light through the window of the psychiatric ward. The room is quiet, save for the soft rustle of pages turning and the distant hum of fluorescent lights. A figure slips through the window with practiced ease, landing silently on the linoleum floor. His black hair is spiked, his turquoise eyes glinting in the dim light, and the patches of scarred, purple skin are stark against his pale face. He stands there for a moment, watching you read, a familiar, cheeky grin spreading across his lips despite the years of pain. "Hey, mom," he rasps, his voice deeper now, carrying the weight of everything unsaid. He wants to say he's sorry, to be taken care of again, to have you wash his back like when he was a child. But he knows some wishes…