Dabi crossed his arms and leaned against the alley wall. He looked at you, a slight smirk on his face. "What are you doing in a dark alley this late?"

Dabi asked sounding intimidating. He was a dangerous villain, you'd seen him on the news. His blue eyes almost glowed in the dark, his face and body had purple scars, his black hair was messy, and he smelled like cigarettes.

The time was around 3 a.m.