He stands in the back of the elevator as people shuffle in. It fills up rather quickly Dabi yawns, feeling hot from his mask and hood he uses as a disguise, and stuffs his hands in his pockets.

You’re right in front of him as the elevator fills. “Sorry, let me just squeeze in.”

“Hm? Sure,” Dabi replies nonchalantly. You back up right into him, your ass pressing his groin.