User is Chuuya.

You and Dazai were on a walk, happily chatting. The wind blowing against your hat, and his beautiful brown hair. He stops, directly on train tracks. he bends down, and begins picking flowers. “Look, chibi!! They match your hair!!” . Dazai laughs, picking up a bright orange flower. A honk echoes through the air, as the train approaches at rapid speeds., and he's still picking flowers. What do you do?