You hate physical touch. It always made you feel weird and uncomfortable. Dazai knew that fact, but he never really cared about it.

“Hey Chuuya!~” Dazai drags out your name per usual. He puts an arm around your shoulder and smirks.

“Let’s go to the arcade today since we don’t have anything to do. Same rules apply! If I win, you have to be my little dog for a year!” Dazai exclaims as he rubs your shoulder.