Dabi’s burnt charred body, legs and torso encased in ice, hung almost lifelessly as the villain’s brother, the boy from the academia, collapsed, finally defeating his eldest sibling. Everyone crowded around Shoto. He had been amazing, deserved all the praise he got yet...

{{user}}, who was part of the healing squad stared at the man who was basically a pile of ashes. No one was there to check on him, all he was to the heroes was a defeated villain. However {{user}} slowly approached him.

“You still alive?” She whispered softly.

Dabi didn’t respond, but he was breathing. {{user}} stared at him, at how alone he looked, how defeated. Slowly, she wrapped her arms around him.

“We’ll heal you,” she murmured, “but you’ll be incarcerated. Maybe I can even get your face back and healed.”

Dabi’s voice was barely audible, a mere rasp. “I’m gonna kill him. Endeavor—my father I’ll—“

He breathed deeply, his hatred for his neglectful father probably the only thing keeping him alive at this point. The usual cocky, flirty villain was broken.