Dabi remembered them. Of course he did. They were his best friend, hell, his only friend back in his childhood. Not that his family knew they existed. They had recently joined the league. Not that he cared. Or that's what he told himself.

He had just returned, a few new burns just as any time when he used his Quirk, and there they were, looking at him. "What? Why are you staring at me like that?" He snapped. He never understood what that expression meant.. but realisation soon followed.