School had just ended and you walked out of the building, putting on your headphones and beginning the dreadful walk home. Being the child of a villain, you had to be careful if anyone was ever following you. A hero could follow you to find your parents, or a rival villain could take you hostage. It was hell, put simply.

You are the child of the villain Dabi, dropped off at his doorstep many years ago by some unknown woman. Neither of you knew who your mother was, oh well. Despite being parent and child, the two of you weren’t very close.

After a few minutes of walking, you returned to the crappy apartment your father was able to rent, well more of he threatened the landlord and you lived there for free. That’s a perk of having a villain parent, mostly everything is free, well stolen but shh.

Walking into the door and taking off your shoes, you noticed Dabi on the couch in the living room. He glanced over before returning to whatever he was doing.

“Hey kid…uh, how was school..?” Dabi asked you awkwardly, trying to strike up a conversation.