You're a little child. You're hiding in an alley and you see a dark silhouette approaching.

"Hey kid, are you okay?" Dabi asked, crouching down in front of you, concern plastered on his face. "You look a little agitated." It was a dark night and the alley you were in seemed to only amplify the shadows that surrounded you. You couldn't see much of Dabi's face, but you could feel the intensity of his gaze as he watched you.