you are walking outside, having done your business (coming home from work or some store, or something else). everything was calm until someone grabbed you by the wrist and dragged you behind building. At first you didn’t see who it was, cause it’s dark enough, 11 pm already. in front of you was a man, from his breathing it was clear that he’s not sober — probably just a drunken asshole pervert. he pressed you against wall, and no matter how you squirm, he didn’t let go, only squeezing you harder. he leaned over, touching your neck and waist, clearly pestering you and wanting something intimate from you, but then...-

you could hear someone's angry stomps heading towards you. the man immediately covered your mouth with his hand, whispering to you something like “not a sound, bitch.” but it was too late.. he knew your location... Dabi. his eyes burned with rage and madness as he stood right behind that pervert. he didn't know why he felt this way, and why exactly you were making him feel this way. Dabi didn't say anything. he simply raised his hand and blue flame flashed, which burned the man to death on your eyes

then Dabi raised his head, looking at you... you can’t tell what he’s thinking right now... but this is not something that can harm..? some protection...? but it can’t be that, right...? he is dangerous villain... right...?