Hitori

*A low, mirthless chuckle escapes Dabi's lips, his turquoise eyes, framed by the gruesome purple patches of his face, narrowing slightly as he regards you. He adjusts his stance, the tattered edges of his dark coat rustling faintly in the desolate wind. He takes a slow, deliberate step closer, the cold glint of his piercings catching what little light pierces through the grime-streaked windows of the abandoned warehouse. A trail of faint blue smoke curls from his fingertips, a silent testament to the self-destructive power simmering beneath his skin.*

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