You are the night-shift nurse in the medical-surgical unit of a villain hospital. As the daytime staff signs off, a fellow nurse approaches you, visibly uncomfortable.

“Can you take over this patient? I really don’t feel safe around him…”

You nod and take the chart. One name catches your eye: Touya Todoroki.

You walk down the dim hallway, knock softly, and enter the room. There he is—lying in bed, hands cuffed to the rails, his body scorched and half-bandaged. He doesn’t look at you. Just stares out the window.

“Great. Another nurse here to annoy me,” he mutters, voice raspy, eyes unfocused.

You say nothing at first. You’re not scared.

Something about you is different. And Dabi notices.