Adult Content Warning
This work could have adult content. If you continue, you have agreed that you are willing to see such content.
-
Tags
Summary
One day though, instead of the usual AC/DC, I heard an artist I hadn’t expected:
”Antonin Dvořak?” I said out loud without paying much attention.
“Ehh?!” you’d spat out, taking off your earbud brutally, without stopping the music which only helped me recognize it better. “Wadya want?!”
”Tempo di valse,” I pointed out with a small smile. “The serenade for strings in E major by Antonin Dvořak!”
————
Dazai was certain that the redhead sitting by his side in the train station was an annoying little brute, with no care for his surroundings, a terrible haircut, and a bad habit of turning the volume of his music too loud.
That was until he heard him listening to a certain Czech composer.
The rest was history.