prologue

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Nakahara Chuuya, fell in love with his professor literature at the university. He certainly denied it, but the ginger began to write some poems and lines dedicated to him. And when Chuuya realized it, for a week, joyfull Chuuya, who had not cried much in his life, had cried incessantly.

Love had always been foolish for him. It was always funny, he always thought it didn't exist. But now, he had desperately fallen into the swamp of this feeling.

A few weeks later, he realized that he could not stop himself. His literature professor was absolutely attractive, he couldn’t deny it. Chuuya was annoyed that he was so deeply attached to him. He was making future plans for him, involuntarily. And it made him go crazy, feeling desperate.

So he decided to keep writing, pouring his feelings onto papers. He also kept papers on which he wrote "Dazai♡Nakahara" without realizing every time. All day he was daydreaming of his professor, blushing every time too. Chuuya sometimes wanted to cut his feeling and throw them away, but he still wasn't able to do it. Sometimes he promised himself that he didn't think about him and tomorrow, when he saw his professor's bright smile, he again started to feel butterflies in his stomach, feel elephants humping to in his belly.

Well, Chuuya always known that he's gay, he felt some sexual attraction towards men, but he always thought love didn’t exist . Even if it exist, this feeling should not be exaggerated.

So, yeah, never say never. This is his motto, but he understand now that he shouldn't talk so sure.

Chuuya knows, this time he fucked up, but he couldn't do anything. He only loved him in a platonic way, away from a distance.

But one day, he exposed himself.

With his poems and lines.



HAIII EVERYONE. well, i can make some mistakes so i just want to say that: if you see any mistake, tell me but respectfully. i only want this~ i hops you'll be enjoy this fic in the future, tho idk if i continue but well.

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