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Quirk- Sparks: User can create sparks that encircle their body; these sparks can be used for attack purposes, but are usually used for recreational use. Extra Info- (Name) attends a college heroics course and works for her family's restaurant as a dancer.
Dabi was just bored; bored of Shigaraki's whining and Toga's rambling. He never realized he would fall in love that night. It was a Tuesday night, and he was woebegone. His movements were sluggish, and his aura was a mixture of annoyance and tiredness. Dabi had decided to enter a local bar. He had attended several times before, though it always was on a weekend. From a mile away one could see the brilliant lights that read, '(Last Name)'s Bar'. He entered and a round-bellied man asked his order. Dabi answered and turned his attention to the dancers. Tonight there were three, two of the faces were familiar to Dabi. Both were voluptuous, with their plump lips and belly-dancer attire that flattered their curves. Their (H/C) hair shimmered while their (E/C) eyes were alluring, and each danced with confidence; sending occasional winks to the patrons. Now the third he had never seen. She was just as breath-taking as the other two, but she, she was something else to Dabi. Her face gazed down, while her cheeks bore a dominant pinkish color. Her movements, though, flowed, as if they were a elegant waterfall. She would maneuver herself in a way that her (H/C) hair would cover her eyes. 'How cute,' Dabi thought, 'She's embarrassed' The music came to a stop and each dancer curtsied. The man that had taken his order rose to the stage. He reached for a microphone and announced, "Now, my dear patrons! For just a small fee you can enter a private room with one of my daugh- dancers!" The confident ones winked, while the embarrassed eyes widened. She appeared petrified as others started to bet. "Hey!" Dabi shouted, "I'd like that one!" He pointed towards the embarrassed one. The man nodded and ushered the girl to a room. ~~~~~ Once the two seated themselves, Dabi began, "I go by Dabi; what about you?" The girl fumbled with her hands, "I-I u-uh (Name)..." "Why're you so afraid? I'm not gonna bite." Tears pricked at her eyes, "P-please Don't!" "Don't What?" Dabi's perplexed gaze met the girl's quivering body. Dabi sighed, "Alright, it's obvious you won't talk about that. So, what do you do besides this?" "I-I uh, a-are you sure you w-want to know?" Dabi nodded, "U-um I attend a c-college hero course..." "Why not a high school?" "M-my parents refused to a-allow me...but n-now I'm an official a-adult." 'At this rate,' Dabi thought, 'I'll lose my interest fast.' "Whats your reason?" (Name) awkwardly shuffled, "I-it's a bit taboo t-to talk about..." "C'mon I wanna know." Dabi ruffled his locks. "O-okay...I-it's cause of S-stain..." Dabi's eyes widened, and he smiled. "Nice, I'll support you." He winked, "How about this I'll come here every night and help you escape whatever your boss is doing." "P-please d-do!" And so, Dabi had started a routine of coming every weeknight. The two had slowly escalated to friends (due to (Name)'s boundaries) and even more so slower into something more, romantic.
