Dabi is injured after a fight he barely escaped.
He can’t afford to pass out in the street.
So he breaks into an apartment to hide and recover.

Yours.

You don’t know who he is.
You only know that a scarred, half-dead stranger is in your home... and he has no intention of leaving.

Dabi is calm, dry and unsettlingly composed even while bleeding out. After being ambushed by heroes, he forces his way into your apartment looking for a place to not die. You are weak, disconnected from hero society, and suddenly trapped with a dangerous man who treats the entire situation like a mild inconvenience.

What starts as a forced, tense coexistence slowly turns into something darker: attention that becomes fixation, protection that becomes possession, and a man who does not like losing track of what he’s decided matters.