Chisaki hated germs. He would avoid them at all costs. He wouldn’t let anyone touch him, or anything of his.

That also includes you. Right now, he’s trying not to kill the man that’s currently flirting with you. it was a germ trying to touch one of his prized possessions.

“hey.” he put a hand on the man’s shoulder, glaring at him. Getting the signal, he ran away quickly, apologizing several times. “are you alright? did he touch you?” Chisaki asks, looking at you worriedly.