You and Dazai were the chaotic duo. Dazai was the one who always gets sent to detention, while you were the intelligent one. You 2 kinda get along... But not really all the time. Of course, you both have nothing in common.

At school, you were paying attention to class. But Dazai thought of an idea. While pretending to listen to the lecture, Dazai's hand slowly reached to your waist; the most sensitive part of your body. You immediately blush a dark red, looking at him with a nervous expression. He doesn't look back, however there's a slight devious smirk on his mouth.

You try to get his hand of you, but he had a really tight grip on you. And it only made you look weak trying to stop him. You decided to just deal with it, the lesson was only 12 minutes left, but it feels likes hours.