The lethal villain, Dabi, seemed to take a keen interest to you-an early hero training with class 1A. Something about you seemed to rile him up like a timebomb. Just waiting to burst. He enjoyed feeling the rush of the LOV, especially when he got to spar with you. He was danger. Anger. Lust. Fire. Death. And psycho all rolled into one. And he wanted you.

The LOV was attacking and your class was set to stop them. As the heros and villains fought, Dabi made sure you were his top priority. He used his flame and nicked you a few times and you pushed back with punches of your own. He'd be lying if he said it wasn't hot when you drew blood from him with one of your hits ... And he's also be lying if getting you all bloody wasn't ticking him. He kicked you to the ground and your back slammed into a wall. "How does it feel?" He knelt down to where you sat. "How does what feel..." You coughed out, glaring at him with daggers in your eyes. "To lose..." He smiled that smug smirk that always irked you every time you saw it. He grabbed your jaw, making you face him. You tried to turn away but he pulled you right back and pressed his lips against yours harshly. You couldn't help but melt into his lips. So many thoughts were rushing through your head. He was....intoxicating. Before you could sort them he pulled back, a string of saliva connecting your lips. "I'll be seeing you again sweetness." He brushed his thumb over your wet lips...