📜 SCENE 1: THE SCARS OF SURVIVALINT. DABI'S FLAT - BEDROOM - NIGHTA quiet bedroom, dimly lit. Outside, the steady wash of rainfall beats against the windowpane.EDITH-MAGNE HIKIISHI-TODOROKI (23) sits on the edge of the mattress. Her frame is relaxed, wrapped in a comfortable blanket. Her white-and-blue acrylic ice fingernails trace the smooth edge of her silver wedding band.DABI-TOUYA TODOROKI-HIKIISHI sits on the floorboards directly between her knees. His scarred hands, locked in rows of medical staples, rest gently on her calves to keep her grounded.MAGNE (Voice low, reflective, her eyes fixed on the ring): Looking at the calendar tonight... it just makes everything hit at once. When my parents threw me out at eleven years old, I thought the world was completely over. They screamed so loudly that the neighbours heard it. They told me they didn't want a "faggot tranny" ruining their reputation because important guests were coming over. They gave me exactly five seconds to act like a "masculine alpha male" or get out. I didn't give them their five seconds.DABI (His blue eyes looking up at her, his voice a low, gravelly rumble): You walked away. The best thing you ever did.MAGNE: I walked out into the rain. From four years old all the way until I was eighteen, school was just a constant war zone of daily, vicious bullying because of my gender dysphoria. I was entirely homeless at eleven. If it weren't for the fractions, I wouldn't be sitting in this flat. 50% of my time was spent at Gyomei Himejima's orphanage. He never once forced me to train, but choosing to undergo that brutal conditioning and mastering Stone Breathing is exactly what gave me a spine. 25% of the time, I stayed with Deku and Uraraka, who took me in off the streets out of pure kindness when I bumped into them. And the other 25% was spent at the League hideout.DABI: Then the monk went to prison.MAGNE: Right. When Gyomei had that false imprisonment crisis, my timeline split 50/50 between Uraraka and the League. Then Kagaya Ubuyashiki bailed Gyomei out, and I went right back to my routine. But by sixteen, the public school system was choking me. I couldn't legally drop out until eighteen, so I ended up dating Douma.DABI (His jaw clenching tightly, a staple clicking audibly): The freak leader.MAGNE: He was exactly like Rose Armitage from that Get Out movie, Dabi. He put on that sweet, polite cult leader smile to collect vulnerable people. He hired private tutors so I could study at his estate, away from the school bullies. I thought he did it out of love... until I realised he was just waiting for the right night to slaughter and eat me because my strict monogamy didn't fit his sick rituals. But he didn't get to touch a single hair on my head. Akaza found out, stepped in, and completely shattered Douma's jaw, exposing his entire cannibalistic operation to the underworld. At eighteen, I had my top surgery, changed my name to Magne, and moved 100% into the League. And that's when I met you.DABI (A genuine, completely relaxed smile breaking through his facial staples):
Four years of dating and being engaged, splitting your time 75% at my old flat and 25% at the hideout. And now, a full year of marriage.MAGNE (She leans down, wrapping her strong arms securely around his neck):
Look at the hero world across town, Dabi. Shoto and Deku are locked in that suffocating, transactional loop. Shoto treats him like a drill dummy, overtraining him to force his baseline, and only rewards him with kisses if he performs well. They genuinely believe that abuse is true love. Deku stands by as a helpless bystander, pleading for your mother in secret but doing absolutely nothing because he's too brainwashed to lose his reward. They are a house of monsters.DABI (He stands up, drawing her flush against his chest as he wraps his arms tightly around her waist): Let them rot in their traditional prison. We built a legal citadel here. Even though our anniversary was officially over two weeks ago, we still say it is our first anniversary.Magne leans down, capturing his lips in a deep, fierce, and lingering kiss. They make out constantly by the open balcony doors, their shared warmth filling the room, entirely detached from the outside world.SCENE END📜 SCENE 2: THE TWIN SHOWDOWNEXT. SECLUDED ALLEYWAY - NIGHTA cramped, dark alleyway halfway between the UA Academy dorms and the League of Villains territory. The brick walls are scorched.KATSUKI BAKUGO stands face-to-face with his biological twin sister, HIMIKO TOGA-BAKUGO. Both of them are shouting at the top of their lungs. Because they are biological twins, they share the same volatile genetics—meaning both of them possess absolutely zero social cues or filters.BAKUGO (His palms blasting off miniature, deafening orange explosions right in her face): HEY! YOU CRAZY BLOOD-SUCKING EXTRA! EXPLAIN TO ME WHY THE HELL YOU KEEP STALKING THE DAMN NEIGHBORS OUT OF HABIT?! I HAD TO HEAR COMPLAINTS FROM THE NERD'S HOUSE NEXT DOOR! WHY CAN'T YOU JUST MIND YOUR OWN BUSINESS INSTEAD OF LURKING BY THE FENCES LIKE A FREAK?!TOGA (She doesn't flinch at the explosions at all. She bounces on her heels, pointing her knife playfully at his nose, yelling back with a massive, unhinged grin): Because it's a habit, Katsuki! People are so much more interesting when they think nobody is watching them! Mom used to scream at me all the time about it, too! She'd yell, "Himiko, stop watching the neighbours cut their grass!" but it's so boring to just sit inside!BAKUGO (Screaming louder, stepping right into her personal space with total disregard for normal social distance): MOM WAS RIGHT! YOU'RE A MENACE! AND WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT STUPID VIDEO YOU LEAKED OF THE HALF-AND-HALF BASTARD CRYING IN CHAINS?! THE WHOLE CAFETERIA LOST THEIR MINDS DURING LUNCH HOUR! DEKU CAME BACK TO THE DORMS HYSTERICAL BECAUSE OF YOU!TOGA (She rolls her eyes dramatically, puffing out her cheeks like a toddler): Oh, please! Shoto is a total dummy who doesn't even know who his own brother is, and Deku went on television acting like a brainwashed soldier! They deserve it! Besides, I was just spying on them to see who confessed first, but Dabi and Magne got all boring and told me to fuck off! Why does everyone get so mad when I just want to know the juicy details?!BAKUGO (He lets out a harsh, furious growl, sparking his palms so hard the alley wall scorches):
BECAUSE YOU HAVE NO FILTER, YOU PSYCHO! YOU LURK IN THE BUSHES AND ASK PEOPLE IF THEIR STAPLED LIPS HURT WHEN THEY KISS! IT'S WEIRD! YOU'RE WEIRD!TOGA (She snickers, waving her hand dismissively):
You're one to talk, Katsuki! You literally blew up the UA fence just because you heard them training from your bedroom! You don't have any filters either! You just shout and blast things whenever you get annoyed! We are exactly the same!BAKUGO (He freezes for a second, his jaw clenching because deep down, he knows her lack of social cues matches his perfectly. He spins on his heel, storming back toward the school grounds.): SHUT UP! I'M GOING BACK TO UA TO KICK THE HALF-AND-HALF BASTARD'S ASS MYSELF FOR WHAT HE SAID ABOUT WOMEN ON THE NEWS! DON'T LET ME CATCH YOU LURKING BY MY DORM WINDOW, HIMIKO!TOGA (Waving her knife cheerfully as he stomps away): No promises, twinny! Tell your little hero friends I said hi!SCENE END📜 SCENE 3: THE ANATOMY LESSONINT. DABI'S FLAT - LIVING ROOM - LATE AFTERNOONThe living room is quiet. Dabi has gone out to run an underworld errand with Akaza, leaving the flat peaceful. Suddenly, the locked window frame rattles. TOGA pops her head right through the window, casually sliding into the room and plopping down on a floor cushion across from Magne. Because she has absolutely no social cues or filter, she immediately leans forward with a hyper-curious, unhinged grin.TOGA (Whispering loudly, her eyes wide): Hey, Big Sis! Since the emo goth isn't here to tell me to fuck off, can I ask you a super serious question? I've been thinking about it all day!MAGNE (She sets down her veterinary medical flashcards, letting out a patient sigh, completely used to Toga's total lack of boundaries): Alright, Himiko. What is it now? Just make it quick before my husband gets back.TOGA (Bouncing on her heels, gesturing wildly with her hands): Okay, so I know you had your SRS surgery when you were twenty-one, right? I want to know about trans sex! Does a trans vagina actually work the same as a cis vagina? Like, does it feel the same? How does it even work?! Tell me the juicy details!MAGNE (She blinks, adjusting to the sheer bluntness of the question. She laughs softly, shaking her head, but decides to answer politely and structurally to educate the teenager.): Wow, Himiko. You really don't know how to ease into a conversation, do you? But fine, I'll explain it to you so you stop lurking around with wild ideas. The short answer is yes, structurally and functionally, a neo-vagina from sex reassignment surgery works very much like a cisgender vagina, but there are a few technical differences.TOGA (Leaning in so close her nose almost touches Magne's, listening intently): Ooooh! Like what?! Tell me!MAGNE: First, appearance and depth. Modern surgical techniques create a vaginal canal with normal depth, a vulva, clitoris, and labia that look almost completely identical to a cis vagina. Second, sensation and pleasure. Because surgeons carefully re-route the existing nerve endings, a trans woman has full sexual sensation, can feel pleasure, and can achieve orgasms just like any cis woman.TOGA: Whoaaaa! That is so cool!MAGNE: The main functional difference is lubrication. While some surgical methods can provide a small amount of natural moisture, most trans women don't produce enough lubrication on their own because they don't have a cervix or Bartholin's glands. So, using store-bought lubricant is a completely normal part of having sex for us. And finally, maintenance. For the first few years after surgery, a trans woman has to use medical dilators/dialatants regularly to keep the vaginal canal from closing up or losing its depth. I don't have to do it nearly as often now since it's been years, but it's a huge part of the recovery process.TOGA (Her jaw drops, her face twisting into a mix of awe and total confusion): Whoaaaa! That is so cool! So it's basically a real, working vagina, you just have to buy extra lube from the store and maintain it like a custom weapon?!MAGNE (She bursts out laughing, shaking her head at the bizarre comparison): I guess you could put it that way, Himiko. The point is, Dabi and I have a completely normal, loving, and fulfilling intimate life. There is nothing "fake" or broken about it. It's just medical science helping my body match who I am.The front door clicks open. DABI steps into the hallway, holding a bag of takeout, with AKAZA right behind him. Dabi takes one look at Toga's unhinged face and instantly narrows his blue eyes.DABI (His voice flat and instantly annoyed): Toga. Why the hell are you in my living room again? Did you seriously break into our apartment because you needed help with high school biology homework?TOGA (Skipping right past him toward the windowsill): Nothing, creepypasta! Magne just gave me a great anatomy lesson! See ya! (She dives right out the window into the alleyway, giggling wildly.)DABI (He sighs heavily, locking the window behind her and setting the food down, running a scarred hand through his dark hair): I swear, that kid has a homing radar for when I leave the house. What did she want this time, Edith-Magne?MAGNE (She walks over, wrapping her arms securely around his neck, her white-and-blue acrylic ice nails resting against his hair): Don't worry about it, babe. She wanted a very specific kind of biology lesson. She wanted to know if a trans vagina works exactly the same as a cis one, how the nerve endings feel, and if the mechanics are different. I kept it completely professional. I told her sensationally it's identical because of the re-routed nerves, and I explained the store-bought lube and early dilation.DABI (He completely freezes, his face turning entirely flat as a slow, deep sigh escapes his chest. He wraps his arms securely around her waist, pulling her close.): I am going to incinerate her knife collection. I swear to God, that kid has absolutely zero filters. Next time she wants a lesson on anatomy, tell her to buy a textbook. Our private life stays private. But thank you for handling her, beautiful. You have way more patience than I do.SCENE END📜 SCENE 4: THE STOLEN TAKEOUT & AKAZA'S CODEINT. DABI'S FLAT - KITCHEN - LATE AFTERNOONDabi goes to grab the bag of takeout containers he just set on the kitchen counter, only to find the entire bag completely empty. Suddenly, TOGA pops her head back through the window frame, casually wiping a bit of sauce from her chin with a wide, zero-filter grin.TOGA (Giggling cheerfully, entirely missing the room's tension): Oops! Hey again, creepypasta! I actually ate all that takeout right before you walked in! I totally didn't know you guys needed it for dinner!MAGNE (She lets out a long, heavy, and deeply exhausted sigh, rubbing her temples): Himiko... we explicitly brought that home for Rei. You can't just raid our kitchen and dive out the window.DABI (His face turns red with immediate irritation. His blue eyes flash as he draws a deep breath, pulling his hands completely out of his pockets as he steps toward the window to raise his voice and scream at her): YOU LITTLE RAT! THAT WAS OUR NIGHT—AKAZA (He moves with lightning-fast hybrid reflexes, placing a firm, unyielding hand flat against Dabi's chest, blocking him completely. His expression is dead serious, his voice deep and stern.): Touya. Stop. Lower your voice right now.DABI (He blinks, glaring at his friend, his palms sparking with low blue fire): Akaza, she just stole our entire dinner!AKAZA (He doesn't budge an inch, his posture rigid and full of an absolute warrior's honor/honour): I do not care. You know my code. I am strictly against raising my voice at women, and I am entirely against talking down to them under any circumstances. Toga has no social cues, but you will not yell at a woman in this household. If we need food, I will go out and buy a fresh batch myself right now. Handle your frustrations like a man, not by screaming.DABI(He stares at Akaza's unyielding gaze, then looks over at Magne, who gives him a soft, approving nod. Dabi lets out a long hiss of air, his blue sparks completely dying out as he shoves his hands back into his pockets.): Fine. Whatever. Go get the food, martial artist.TOGA (Blinking from the windowsill, looking genuinely surprised by Akaza's strict boundaries): Whoa... Akaza, you're super serious about that rule, aren't you? Shoto should definitely take notes from you after what he said on the news. Bye-bye! (She slips backwards out the window and vanishes for good this time.)SCENE END📜 SCENE 5: THE FRACTURED VERDICT & THE DINNER BOUNDARYINT. DABI'S FLAT - KITCHEN - NIGHTTen minutes later, Akaza returns with a massive, fresh spread of hot katsu and broth. The kitchen table is set quietly. REI TODOROKI sits peacefully in her wheelchair, her neatly manicured pink nails resting on her lap, while KOYUKI pours the tea. Dabi's phone buzzes on the counter. He picks it up, reviewing a final text message from Fuyumi and Natsuo.DABI (Voice flat, setting the phone down): The verdict is officially in from Natsuo and Fuyumi. They are going completely No Contact with Shoto. They've legally wiped him from their lives after his television rant, and they've changed the lock codes on their house so he can never return. Before the TV rant, they cut Shoto off for calling Rei hysterical and crazy, then moving to Enji/Endeavour's place, but they regretted it until the TV outrage. REI (She takes a sip of her tea, looking over at Koyuki with total, innocent curiosity. Her voice is gentle.): Koyuki, dear... if you don't mind me asking, are you cisgender or transgender?KOYUKI (She blinks, her hybrid eyes widening slightly in sudden confusion. She tilts her head, looking over at her husband.): Oh... um, I am cisgender. But honestly, I didn't even know what that word meant until Akaza explained it to me a while ago.AKAZA (He sets his teacup down, his posture turning rigid. His face is dead serious, and his strict code of total respect for women instantly flares up. He looks at Rei with a polite but incredibly firm expression.): Rei... with all due respect, that is highly inappropriate to ask someone at the dinner table.KOYUKI (She nods firmly, her voice calm but strictly holding her boundaries): My husband is right, Rei. I know you are just curious and trying to learn the new terms from Edith-Magne, but asking someone about their biological history or their transition status during a meal is not appropriate. A person's identity should just be respected without needing to interrogate what is between their legs or on their legal birth certificates.MAGNE (She nods in complete agreement, placing a hand on Rei's arm to gently guide her): They are completely right, Rei. I didn't mind answering Himiko's zero-filter questions earlier because she's a teenager who lacks basic social cues, but in polite company, we don't ask people if they are cis or trans out of nowhere. It crosses a line of personal privacy.REI (Her face turns a light pink, looking genuinely embarrassed as she rests her nails on her lap): Oh... oh, my goodness. I am so terribly sorry, Koyuki. I didn't mean to make you feel uncomfortable or cross a boundary. I am still so new to all of this, and I have so much to learn about respecting people's privacy. Please forgive me.KOYUKI (Her gentle, too-kind hybrid expression returns instantly, reaching across the table to give Rei a warm smile): It is completely alright, Rei. I know your heart is pure and you didn't mean any harm. I forgive you. Let's just enjoy this wonderful food Akaza brought us.DABI (He let out a low, relaxed huff, taking a bite of his food with a faint smirk): See, Mom? No screaming, no drama. Just real boundaries. Shoto could literally never handle a conversation like this without calling someone evil. He's out on the UA High grass right now getting blasted into a wall by Bakugo because he couldn't stop making everything in the universe about his own massive, self-centered ego.MAGNE (She wraps a warm arm around Dabi's shoulder, kissing his cheek with a beautiful, knowing smirk): Let them destroy each other at the school gates. The noise outside can't touch us in here.SCENE END
