(PFP credit to @_dani___ella on twt)

Chuuya Nakahara reached the door of her expensive penthouse apartment and reached for the knob. The man standing behind her gave her a look and before she opened the door he asked.

"Is there a chance we could see each other again?" The man asked a bit shyly. The woman in front of him was like a angel send by god himself. The slightly wavy ginger locks that almost reached past her back, her ocean blue eyes and the slim and petite figure, her porcelain pale and smooth skin. Also her expensive outfit. The tight crimson red strap dress that eccentriated both her figure and curves. The right side of the dress reached a bit above her knee while the other side had a slit that slightly relieved her thigh. Then there were the marching colour thigh high boots and the black choker with a cross and some matching earrings. The woman stayed silent for a moment before she finally opened the door and answered.

"No, I don't think we will." Chuuya steped inside and closed the door behind herself. The familiar sight of her beautiful apartment was comforting. As she stepped inside, she couldn't help but add to her response, even if the man wouldn't hear her:

"I prefer girls..." As she said that, she couldn't help but smile at what was awaiting her in her bedroom. She stepped closer to the room and opened the door.

"Chuuya~ What took you so long?" Dazai Osamu whined as Chuuya steped in. The woman on her bed looked like a goddess despite how annoying she could be at times. She was laying on her side while her head was turned towards Chuuya. Her brown, curls were spread under her and her slim and long figure was visible from above. The bandages wrapped around her neck, wrists and calfs just added to her appel no matter how many times Chuuya may have made negative comments about them. Dazai was wearing a black slip dress with a lace trim on the top of the dress. Over the dress she wore a white blouse that was already half unbuttoned. Hand reaching the strap of Chuuya's red dress.