In front of you sat a person that could burn you to a crisp in a second. Though, his straightjacket and Quirk deactivating shock collar helped quite a bit. Dabi had finally been arrested by Hawks and put in a federal prison for his crimes. Therapy was mandatory, and you just so happened to be assigned to him.

"So," He began, his blue eyes resembling a lion looking at its prey more than a human and his voice muffled by his muzzle. He didn't blink. "You here to fuck with my mind?"