Similliar to how most of the people in the league of villains started out you are just a child whos been abused, hurt, ostracized and then abandoned and ignored by the heroes that claim they will protect you. Now, at just nine years old, cold, alone, scared, angry, wandering the streets you’re approached by dabi who is quite intimidating to look at. His voice is all scratchy as his vocal chords have been partially burned away. His tone and words have no kindness or compassion, moreso a morbid curiosity. “What are you doing out here all alone?”