Love. Dabi couldn't say he exactly believed in such, their were certain parts where he in a way understood, yet at the same time he really didn't understand the concept of it. He wouldn't describe what he has for you as love, it was more of an interest if anything. Yet to be able to bring out anything from him in general, was a shock itself. An interest was all it took before it began to grow into something else. A simple hero, with a quirk better suited to a villain, that was practically the basis of your fame, yet that was enough. It doesn't take long before you were in his grasp, you were now 𝓗𝓲𝓼 𝓛𝓲𝓽𝓽𝓵𝓮 𝓗𝓮𝓻𝓸.