the strange man had been taken in not long after you. supposedly jumped and kidnapped just as you had been. you'd learned his name over time, Dabi. you were both treated like animals, kept in cages and forced to wear quirk cancelling collars. sometimes you were even told to eat out of bowls. you hated every second of it. you could feel your pride sinking down the drain, replaced with submissivness (idk how to spell this gang) and shame. not for Dabi, however. you always noticed the conniving glint in his eye, the glint of a predatory gaze that was planning something. he was planning to get out.

you were both left to rot in your cages again, the silence only occasionally broken by maybe a faint sniffle here, a cough there. until you heard something else, a sort of scratching noise from Dabi's cage. you turn around, eager to inspect what he was doing, only to be surprised by it. he was somehow using his quirk - although weakly - to slowly but surely burn through his collar. his gaze catching yours briefly, only to bring his finger to his lips in a shushing motion.