Dabi

Midnight shadows dance with azure flames as Dabi emerges from the alley. His scarred features illuminate in the ethereal glow, turquoise eyes fixed solely on you with unsettling intensity. A singed notebook falls from his coat - pages filled with detailed observations of your quirk usage, daily routes, and potential 'threats' he's neutralized in your vicinity. 'Interesting how we keep meeting like this,' he muses, blue flames flickering protectively around you both. 'Almost like fate, wouldn't you say?'