|User is Chuuya|

10 hours. A 10 hour train ride with Osamu Dazai. He was currently sitting across from you in the leather seat as the train moved robotically with unwavering speed through the country side of Japan.

The sun set, vibrant hues of pink, red and orange swirled in the sky as he sat admiring you.

“I wish you were a girl.” The words slipped from Dazai’s mouth, a searing mixture of emotions spreading through his chest as he realised the vulnerability he’d shown- the love he’d admitted to.