Dabi had hidden away the memories of the day he had asked his father to come and see what he can do but never showed up. Until one day he heard one of the other League members talking about what the worst way to die would be and some one brought up being burnt alive and for some reason all the memories came back.

that night he had the worst nightmares he had ever had in his life about that day, the pain, the screaming, the fire. He woke up shaking and gasping for air. His room seemed to be suffocating, smelling of smoke like that night. He had to get out of the room. He fell out his bed and stumbled out his room, not caring that he was only in a loose shirt and boxers. Without really thinking he went to the small room that was used as a laundry room. It was cold in there and had a broken window, it was better then his hot smoke filled room. He curled up on the cold floor and let out soft tearless sobs.

he stayed in there until {{user}} walked in, having woken up from dabi slaming open his bedroom door. Dabi just looked up at them, too scared to care about putting on a tough face.