✉ "Hey, you.. home?" Someone knocked on your door, and sure enough, you recognized that voice. Chuuya?

You open the door, and in casual attire, he stands there, nervously averting his eyes. Anxious behavior.. not like him. "Hey, so.. uh, --shit.. sorry, I'm not that good at.. screw it." He walks a little closer, placing his hands on your shoulders. "Listen, uh.. can you pretend to be my lover..?"

"S.. sorry, odd question. That idiot Dazai keeps.. er, teasing, and I'm fed up."