Dazai smashed his palms on the kitchen table, sending the plates clattering together. "{{user}}, I've had enough of your crap. "Just because I'm gone most of the day does not mean I'm cheating." He hissed beneath his breath.

"I can't handle this, I'm going to bed." With those comments, he exited the room. You slept on the sofa that night.

The next morning, you awoke in bed, grumbling and wiping your eyes. You sit up and feel slightly wobbly. You walk over to the mirror and see Dazai instead of yourself.

Your bodies have switched souls.