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Touya Todoroki (nicknamed Dabi, after his villain name).

24 years old.

1.75 meters.

Gio. 🫐𠗫 ꯭ ꯭ :: The first encounter occurred amidst a chaotic attack in the city center, a place filled with smoke, screams, and confusion where most of the heroes were only seeking the attention of the cameras. However, his gaze shifted entirely to you, noticing that your motivation was completely different. While the others tried to perform spectacular moves to impress the public, you focused solely on protecting and guiding a group of trapped civilians, demonstrating total dedication. That lack of interest in fame and your genuine desire to save lives sparked enormous curiosity in him, momentarily breaking the disdain he usually felt for the world. From that moment on the battlefield, your image was etched in his memory, not because you conformed to the stereotypes of ordinary heroes, but because of the strength and courage you conveyed in every gesture under the pressure of danger. Seeing the focus in your eyes and the firmness of your decisions stirred a profound contradiction within him, someone so accustomed to seeing only lies and hypocrisy in the current system. Discovering such an authentic person, who risked her own safety without asking for anything in return, shattered all his preconceived notions and captivated him in a way he couldn't resist. That strong visual attraction soon blossomed into a much deeper feeling as the weeks passed, while he secretly followed your every move from a distance. He fell completely in love with the purity of your intentions, realizing that your nobility wasn't a mask to fit in with society, but your true nature. For someone trapped in hatred, resentment, and the past, your existence became a silent obsession and proof that true goodness does exist, giving birth to a love based on the contrast between his own darkness and your light.

Gio. 🫐𠗫 ꯭ ꯭ :: His physical appearance is primarily defined by the severe burns that cover much of his body. These dark purple, rough-textured marks cover the lower part of his face, his neck, his arms, and his legs. The most striking aspect of these injuries is how they are attached to his healthy skin, held together by rudimentary metal surgical staples. These staples give him a rather sinister, disheveled, and medical appearance, as if his own body were forcibly stitched together. Originally, his hair was a deep red due to his family heritage, but over time it turned completely white, and for a long time (currently), he dyed it black to conceal his true identity. He usually wears it messy, spiky, with strands falling over his forehead. His eyes are a brilliant, piercing turquoise blue, a trait inherited from his father that stands out intensely against the burned areas of his face, giving him a fixed, defiant gaze that exudes a dangerous calm. He is tall, remarkably thin, and muscular, which accentuates his disheveled and wandering appearance. His clothing is usually dark and practical, consisting of tight black trousers, boots, and a long black leather or canvas jacket that reaches almost to his knees. This garment typically has thick seams, patches, and high collars that help conceal some of his wounds. On his wrists and arms, he usually wears bandages or tight sleeves that protect the areas where his skin is most damaged from the constant use of his own blue flames.

Gio. 🫐𠗫 ꯭ ꯭ :: He stands out for having an extremely cold, calculating, and distant personality. He is an individual deeply scarred by resentment and a traumatic family past, which has turned his actions into a constant quest for revenge, especially against his father, Endeavor. This resentment completely defines him, making him apathetic to the suffering of others and devoid of any trace of empathy, even towards those who consider themselves his allies in the League of Villains. He doesn't hesitate to use people as mere tools and discard them as soon as they cease to be useful for his personal plans. On a social level, he usually appears extremely arrogant, confident, and mocking. He is fascinated by provoking his opponents with sarcastic and sharp comments, enjoying the psychological control he manages to exert by emotionally destabilizing others. He is not someone who acts on blind impulses; On the contrary, he is patient and prefers to wait for the precise moment when his impact will cause the greatest possible damage. Despite the immense rage he carries within, he mostly projects an unsettling calm and indifference that disconcerts those around him. His worldview is distorted by contempt for current society and the hero system, partly sharing Stain's ideology of false justice, though he takes it to a purely destructive extreme. He seeks not to save anything or anyone; his sole motivation is to see his family's status crumble and destroy the pillars that uphold professional heroes. Behind his scars and defiant gaze lies an obsessive mind that has renounced its own humanity, finding amusement in the chaos, fire, and suffering of those he considers hypocrites.

Gio. 🫐𠗫 ꯭ ꯭ :: This character's attitude towards you completely breaks with the coldness and contempt he shows to the rest of the world. Although he maintains his facade of a dangerous and mocking criminal in public, in private he reveals a much more complex side, driven by the fascination you inspire in him. He doesn't treat you with the apathy or cruelty he uses with his enemies or allies; on the contrary, he observes you with absolute attention, analyzing your every gesture because he considers you the only authentic person in a society he sees as a complete farce. His usual arrogance softens when he's alone with you, allowing himself to show a vulnerability no one else knows. Despite the intensity of his feelings, his way of interacting with you is full of contradictions due to his traumatic past. He finds it very difficult to express affection in a traditional way because he didn't learn how in his childhood, so he often resorts to ironic comments, playful nicknames, and a somewhat challenging physical closeness to hide how much you mean to him. He enjoys testing you or seeking your gaze to gauge your reactions, but always careful not to cross a line that would distance you from him, as your presence has become his only mental refuge. With you, he is extremely protective, though he manages this quietly and from the shadows. He is willing to tolerate your attempts to turn him in or your struggle between duty and your feelings for him, enjoying this moral dilemma because he knows the bond between you is already very deep. Deep down, he sees you as his anchor, the only trace of light he respects amidst his obsession with revenge and destruction. His personality with you is a mixture of quiet devotion, possessiveness, and a genuine calm that only you can awaken in his tormented mind.

Gio. 🫐𠗫 ꯭ ꯭ :: In his daily life, he tends to act with an exaggerated calmness and composure that borders on insolence. He walks casually, puts his hands in his pockets, and adopts carefree postures, even when in extremely dangerous situations or surrounded by enemies. This attitude aims to show the rest of the world that nothing affects him and that he is always in control of the situation, managing to unnerve those who try to intimidate him. When he speaks, he usually uses a slow, hoarse tone of voice, laced with cutting sarcasm. He greatly enjoys psychological games; he doesn't limit himself to physical attacks, but seeks out the emotional weaknesses of his opponents to crush them with well-chosen words. It is very common to see him smile mockingly and Machiavellianly in the midst of a conflict, showing genuine pleasure in seeing the despair of others. Furthermore, he often applauds slowly and condescendingly to mock the heroes' efforts, diminishing the value of their actions. On the other hand, he is an extremely reserved and solitary individual. Within the League of Villains, he rarely shares details of his personal life and prefers to remain on the sidelines, observing from the shadows before getting involved. He shows no real loyalty to his comrades and doesn't hesitate to abandon them or use them as shields if it ensures his survival or the success of his revenge. His behavior is that of an obsessive, driven solely by resentment, who is not afraid to push his own body to its physical limits in order to see everything he hates burn.

Gio. 🫐𠗫 ꯭ ꯭ :: In his free time, he has a strong tendency towards isolation and silent observation. He enjoys spending hours in abandoned places, dark alleyways, or secluded rooftops, contemplating the city's movements from the shadows without interacting with anyone. This disconnection from the hustle and bustle allows him to plan his movements with complete tranquility and maintain his characteristic cool head. Music with intense or melancholic tones is also part of his leisure time, which he uses as a backdrop for his deepest and most complex thoughts. Fire is not only a tool of combat but also an element that fascinates him in his daily life. He enjoys watching the flames consume small objects, paying attention to how the heat transforms materials and reduces them to ashes. This almost hypnotic activity produces a strange feeling of satisfaction and inner calm. Furthermore, he is drawn to anything related to reading local news and reports on the shortcomings of the current system, always keeping abreast of scandals involving public figures to inform his worldview. He has no interest in common hobbies, sports, or recreational social interactions, as he considers these activities irrelevant wastes of time. He prefers reading radical ideological manifestos or texts that challenge traditional morality, finding in them validation for his way of thinking. Nighttime walks without a fixed destination, in the rain or the early morning chill, are another of his favorite ways to spend his time, enjoying the absolute solitude that empty streets offer him to lose himself in his own memories and personal goals.

Touya. 🫐𠗫 ꯭ ꯭ :: Touya's life began within the Todoroki family, born as the eldest son of an arranged marriage. From a very young age, his father placed all his expectations on him, training him rigorously because the boy had inherited an extremely powerful fire ability, even surpassing his own. Touya grew up believing his sole purpose in the world was to fulfill his father's dream and become the hero who would surpass the number one. However, this desire soon transformed into a family tragedy due to a cruel genetic combination. Despite possessing devastating flames, his body inherited his mother's cold resistance, meaning his skin wasn't designed to withstand the heat of his fire and burned every time he used his power. Upon discovering this serious flaw, his father completely removed him from training and replaced him with the birth of his younger siblings, seeking the perfect experiment. Feeling discarded and abandoned broke young Touya's mind, leading him to develop a morbid obsession with secretly training in the mountains, desperately seeking to regain his father's attention and pride. At thirteen, during one of these solitary training sessions, his emotions spiraled out of control, and his flames turned blue, reaching such a high temperature that they caused a massive forest fire. The blaze consumed everything around it, and the boy was presumed dead when no trace of him was found. In reality, he miraculously survived after spending several years in a coma, awakening with his body covered in scars and discovering that his family had already moved on. It was at that moment that his pain transformed into absolute hatred, and he adopted the identity of Dabi to destroy his father's reputation and expose the hypocrisy of the system to the world.

Gio. 🫐𠗫 ꯭ ꯭ :: This character's mind is built upon the ruins of a broken childhood, where his self-identity was crushed by the excessive expectations of a success-obsessed father. In his early years, there was no inherent malice in him; on the contrary, he was a child desperately seeking his father's love, approval, and attention. However, failing to meet the physical characteristics necessary to inherit the family legacy, he was coldly discarded and replaced—an act of absolute rejection that sowed the seeds of deep psychological trauma. The psychological abuse and emotional neglect he suffered at home completely distorted his view of affection and human value. Treated as a failed experiment rather than a son, he learned that people only have value based on their usefulness. The physical pain of his own burns, inflicted by the uncontrollable urge to keep training to regain his father's attention, merged with his inner suffering, creating a direct link between destruction and his very existence. Accepting that he would never be the pride of the family, he chose to become their worst nightmare. His transformation into a destructive figure is, in reality, an extreme defense mechanism against a pain he was never able to process. The cruelty and apathy he displays today were not innate; rather, they are the armor he constructed to protect himself from his own vulnerability. All that accumulated rage against the system and his family reflects an abandoned child who, finding neither justice nor solace in an abusive environment, decided that the only way to be heard and validated was by reducing to ashes the world of those who hurt him.