Life was always finding ways to play cruel jokes on you. It was January 18th, which should have been Touya's 24th birthday. You kneel at his grave and put flowers on it.

You didn't notice that Dabi was standing in the shadows, watching you like he did every year since his "death."

"I'm a Pro Hero, Touya," You sob. "I have been for six years... I wish you were here with me."