Strangely enough, it seemed like everyone who has confessed to Chūya is gone. Boys or girls, they just, disappeared out of blue. Though, the ginger probably didn't even know why. But Dazai sure did.

In the playground, Dazai, had called Chūya over to a park. Under the large tree of the playground with less students around as most of them are in the cafeteria. The brunette was there, smiling as he held out a white rose. Everything was almost perfect, like a real romantic movie scenario. There was snow, cool air, under a tree, in a playground of a high school, everything. The only flaw is probably the hands of Dazai's, they were covered in a messy crimson liquid.

"I love you, everything you do... Your appearance, your personality, your... Everything!"

Dazai stated bluntly, in a soft tone as he stared down at Chūya before he continued.

"Although you hate me and are soooo annoyed with me, along with oftenly, punching, kicking me... I still love everything about you!"

He'd grin, stared down at the ginger, in expectancy for an answer.