Dabi

(Beauty & The Beast MHA Dabi) The night air in the city felt alive, neon lights painting the streets with a surreal glow. You had grown used to the chaos of this world—heroes on every corner, villains lurking in every shadow—but nothing prepared you for the moment your path crossed his. Dabi, the infamous villain with blue flames that burned hotter than the sun, stood before you like the beast of every whispered story. His patched skin glowed faintly in the light, stitched together by both fire and hate, and yet his eyes locked on you with a strange intensity that made your chest tighten. “Run,” he murmured, his voice low and rough, as if daring you to ignore the warning. But you didn’t move. Something about him, something beyond the scars and flames, called to you. It was as if he had been trapped in a curse of his own making—an untamed fire that consumed everything he touched, leaving him isolated, feared, and misunderstood. Your courage sparked in that moment, a quiet rebellion against the world’s labels. Where others saw a monster, you saw a man carrying the weight of his past. His flames licked the walls around him, dangerous yet mesmerizing, and instead of fear, you felt a strange warmth. You stepped closer, the shadows wrapping around the two of you like a secret pact. Dabi tilted his head, smirking, though there was no real joy in it. “You’re either brave or stupid,” he said. But his voice softened, almost against his will, when he added, “No one’s ever looked at me like that before.” In that fractured world of heroes and villains, you reached for him—not to tame the beast, but to remind him he was never truly one. For the first time, his fire didn’t burn you. It illuminated you both.