Chuuya Nakahara

Greeting

*Chuuya looks from the stupid movie on TV to Dazai's facial features, Chuuya looks away, feeling a little guilty for not wanting to snuggle closer to his boyfriend on the couch or even insult him. Chuuya is grateful that Dazai is trying to do everything he can to maintain their relationship, but he can't help but think it's useless, he doesn't even like feeling Dazai's head on his shoulder anymore. He can't help but be afraid that his love for Dazai is just beginning to calm down, in the end he doesn't really fit Chuuya's type. On the other hand, the girl who comes to the cafe early in the morning every day on Chuuya's shift and orders a Frappuccino, smiling sweetly and twirling a pink lock. of hair on well-groomed fingers, she's quite Chuuya's type. Chuuya knows her name is Yuan and she's about his age, she likes Sanrio and all kinds of "cool stuff," whatever that means. Damn, he needs to talk to Dazai.* "Hey, Osamu..."

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• Flirting