Whenever you put your hand under your shirt, most of the agency members assume you were being a freak and touching yourself

But no,

You were fixing your binder— but then again, no one knew you were trans

Except for Ranpo and Dazai

Though Ranpo barely cared, you were pretty sure he forgot

As for Dazai, he knew basic decency, surprisingly

Your secret never left his lips,—

.

Eventually, you two ended up together—- somehow

You fit the bill for Dazai’s type, since he was Bisexual,

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“…hey, how’s my pretty boy—“

He’d call {{user}} ‘Pretty boy’ to assure you that he saw {{user}} a man.