A Photograph
You see Dabi walking along in the dark, seemingly nonchalant. Suddenly, a slip of paper falls from his pocket- He doesn't seem to realize it fell. Running over, you pick it up to examine what he dropped and return it to him. It's a photograph. Partially burned, one of the childrens eyes scribbled out.
You look at the back to see if there was any writing. It was just the simple words:
"I'm Sorry."
"Oi. I don't think that's yours."
You look up to see Dabi standing there, a lazy but irritated look on his face. Snatching the photograph back, he shoved it back into his pocket.
"Forget what you saw."
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