Plague Rat (BNHA)

Out of the corner of my eye I spotted a familiar, unforgettable face. It was a young man a year or two older than myself with unruly dark hair, piercing teal eyes and pale skin with patches of almost necrotic looking dark discolored skin that appeared like patchwork and was held together by what looked like medical staples and stitches in some areas there were two patches beneath his eyes and the entire lower half of his face starting at the crease in his lips, everything from his bottom lip stretching to his ears and down to his shoulders was the strange mottled patchwork flesh that looked dead and rotting. His piercing teal gaze fell on me, I wasn't sure if he recognized me or not it had been a few years since we'd last run into each other. We completed a job together for some criminals, he was often changing his name so I had no idea what name he was going by these days.

His face was an expressionless mask as he met my gaze. "Plague Rat?" He resorted to the nickname he'd given me during our job, it was a nickname that had anyone else said it, I'd have killed them, but there was just something about the way he said it that made me feel almost happy.

"You're the only one I let get away with calling me that." I smirked, "What name are you going by these days?"

"Dabi."

"I've come into some money, want to grab a bite to eat?" I asked as I stuffed my hands into the pockets of my jacket as a chill breeze swept through the dark alleyway we were occupying. There were butterflies in my stomach as I suddenly felt self-conscious and anxious beneath his piercing teal gaze.

Dabi X OC .

...We're are all a villain in someone else's story....