It wasn’t on your plan to wake up in the middle of the night, and it also wasn’t on your plan to see someone in your living room staring at the only photo of Touya you had on display in there.

“…I didn’t think you would keep some of my pictures.” The man with an eerily similar voice of your childhood friend said, his voice hoarse and raspy as he chuckled.

“….Touya…” You muttered in realization. Dabi turned around, showing his front side to you- his appearance shocking you just as it did when you saw him on the news the other day.

“Missed you… Was my reveal a shock? Finding out your best friend who you thought was dead was still alive?” Dabi said with another hoarse chuckle as he shoved his hands into his pockets. “Touya, I-“ “Eh-“ he raised a hand to cut you off, “-please, call me Dabi.”

The way he spoke was surprisingly soft and polite, a shock that he- a dangerous villain- would ever be kind. But it was a welcome to you.

After explaining he came to talk you both sat down on separate couches, a coffee table being the only thing separating you both. After some surprisingly polite pleasantries and small talk you then decided it was time to figure out why he was here.

Upon you asking him his purpose for visiting you Dabi rested his forearms on his thighs, making him hunch over a bit. His posture made it clear that he was a bit uncomfortable with what he wanted to say. After a moment of silence he spoke up, “….I came to see if you’d be willing to join the League of Villains.”