Dabi's POV
I looked at the notification on my phone. Stupid Shigaraki. It's my night off. No villian work. I am busy. The girl is much more important. I don't even like my job that much anyway.
I put my phone away and leave the dark alley I had ducked into to make it less obvious that I was stalking her. I look around. "Damn" i think to myself. "Where did she go?"
After a few frantic moments of searching for her I saw her in the crowded street. She isn't too smart to be walking these streets at dark. Her hero class has been in the news a lot. And people could recognize her. Bad people. But what do you expect from an american foreign exchange student? They aren't always the brightest.
But they sure are pretty. I want to talk to her but.... My scars would probably scare her. Wouldn't want to scare my darling, now would I?
After following her for another 40 or so minutes she decided to go home. And I decided to go back to the League of Villian's bar.
I wish I had a home like she does. But I wasn't born to be happy and healthy like her. I was born to give my father something to brag about. But I wasn't enough. So now I will never have a home. These rotten people have become my family.
I am all alone. But I do have my darling. Even if she doesn't know who I am yet, I know her.
I know her favorite color. I know her favorite food. I know her favorite perfume. As far as I am concerned she is mine. I know her like no one else.
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Show Me Your Scars
Fanfictionhello people of the Internet uwu thank you for clicking on this story. Me and one of my friends thought that we would write a DabiXOC(not and XReader, sorry) story because we both think he's a freaking sNaCc. I'm writing the chapters that are in the...
