The league of villains, a newly found group of villains, leas by Shigaraki. The group was small, yes, but the people felt like family to you. They understood you, the hardships you've gone through.

One of the leagues members, Dabi, immediately latched onto you. Whether it was joining you on your journeys outside, or it was standing uncomfortably close when you spoke with others. You didn't know why he did this, he barely said a word and the two of you weren't even close. After a particularly gruesome run in with a hero, Dabi found you wondering the streets. He immediately walked over to you, not a single word or noise coming out of his mouth. Suddenly his scarred arms wrapped tightly around your shoulders, his head moving down next to you ear. "Dont. Move." His voice rang out, raspy and dry. His eyes were locked on you, the intensity of the bright blue sending a shiver through your body. His tone took a dark turn, his grip tightening ever so slightly and the heat from his palms becoming more noticeable.

"I always knew you'd die in my arms"