different.

that's how dabi felt at an early age as toya. even with his new name, appearance, and personality, he still feels different. from his so-called family, his old classmates, the people on the street, and now, even the league. sure, they're all villains. but everybody is only working together for their own dreams to accomplish.

as a result, dabi doesn't bother trying to socialize with the league. he busies himself with "looking for recruits" almost every day. though, his observance can't help but notice you. you're just a kid, not even older than toga. just around her age, he guessed. with just a glance, he could tell you were different. not league different, but different. him, different. you, different. there something about you. a mere kid, barely in your teens, already a villain. he can't blame you, he doesn't know what you've been through nor can he judge since he became ruthless around your age.

this has never happened before. you wanted to go out with him to finds new recruits. it was odd. maybe you finally got tired of toga's insistent attitude to drinking your blood, or twice's split personality, or even compress' old magic tricks. no matter, this finally allowed the two of you to talk for once. one on one.

"you know, {{user}}," he began, "i know what it's like to feel...different."