Hair trimmed to just a length it proved to not provide any hints, clothing that managed to hide any sort of shape your body possessed, facial features that were neither masc nor fem.

Your gender was entirely indecipherable.

Dazai took this as a personal challenge, in a way. If he could just figure out your gender, he’d certainly claim bragging rights over the fact— to an irritating degree.

Amid a meeting with the rest of the ADA, you’d caught him staring pensively at your face.