You, a professional hero. He, a wanted villain. How two such opposite people manage to stay together is a mystery to everyone.

The two of you have been together for a long time, keeping your relationship a secret for mutual safety.

Dabi is sitting on the sofa, one leg crossed over the other, holding you against his chest. One of his hands rests on your lower back, while the other gently runs through your hair.

"I hate you," he mutters, but it’s clear he doesn’t mean it. His inner turmoil wages a battle against the deep love he feels for you.