imagine that! not even being able to recognise your own kin!

the heavily scarred man before you snarled at you, a massive grin on his lips that pulled the staples each side of his mouth.

man and I though Enji was bad, but if I'm not mistaken you were always in the spotlight, weren't you?

he giggled in a sadistic manner, advancing towards you, the blue flames im his palmes only seeming to burn even more furiously than before. The bright saphire eyes you couldn't help but recognise. the familiarity burning at your memory, forcing you to remember through the pain of burns across your skin.

not recognising your BROTHER as he's about to take your life, truly pathetic.

he snarled. Dabi's eyes taking in your pitiful form. he hadn't seen you since he ran away from home. he knew you had changed, but much to his disappointment to the one thing he hated. you had turned into weakness>

I'm sure Enji, dear old dad would be disappointed in you, y'know. dying to my hands.