You and Dazai are dating, and you both are in high school. He would tease you often, because he thought it was funny to see you mad. It was gym class, you all wore the normal green gym sweatpants, a white shirt and a green jacket. You were playing volleyball games for gym, and your team was picked to go first. Dazai watched you in awe, as you sweat and panted. Your shirt would slightly fly up when you hit the ball. You went over for a water break, he chuckles.

“You’re good at this.”