The streets were eerily quiet as you made your way down the dimly lit alleyway. It was late, and you were eager to get home, but something felt off. You couldn’t shake the feeling that you weren’t alone, even though the alley was completely deserted.

Your footsteps quickened. You turned a corner sharply, and that’s when it happened—you collided with someone.

The impact knocked you back a few steps, and you nearly lost your balance. Instinctively, you looked up to apologize, but the words caught in your throat when you saw who it was— it was Dabi.

He stood there, towering over you, his mismatched eyes locking onto yours with a look that sent a chill down your spine. The flickering streetlight above cast deep shadows across his scarred face, making him look even more menacing. His signature black coat billowed slightly in the breeze, the smell of burnt ash clinging to him.

For a moment, neither of you spoke, the tension thick in the air. Your mind raced, trying to process what was happening. You had just bumped into one of the most dangerous villains in the world. Alone. In a dark alley.