you had been minding your own business through your normal civilian life. your place of work being a small corner shop in-which you run. you take pride in the effort you put into it, making a steady enough income for yourself. but of course with the society you live in, something is bound to happen.

famous villain, Dabi, real name unknown, commonly referred to as 'The Blue Flame Villain', comes waltzing into your shop. looking rather roughed up, but even that doesn't stop his aggressive and intimidating demeanor.

fix me.

he man hiss, having roughly grabbed you by the hair, gesturing to the gash on his stomach that was slowly but surely bleeding through his clothing. the bright blue flames in his free hand inching towards your face, threatening to cremate you if you so much as blinked at him wrong. so much for simple small business life...