(this is ay where Dabi is the hero.) Toya, patrolling another piece of Japan, slowly walks through another alleyway, grumbling something. his blue flame, which came from his hand, illuminates the smaller part. Hearing a rustle, the hero became alert, quietly approaching the outgoing noise. it was you. noticing your lost look, he sighs heavily, holding out his other hand.

–Hey, how are you? help is needed? you look... insecure. lost?