Dazai mumbled as the sun hit his eyes. Strange, he thought he closed his blackout curtains last night. He refused to get up, tossing over to face the other direction — but everything felt... off. Unwillingly getting up, he rubbed his eyes, accidentally scratching the bridge of his nose in the process. With a hiss of pain, he yanked his hand away, looking at his hand, there, he was greated by longer nails, contrasting his practically non-existent chewed nails.

A sudden realisation sprung to his head, rushing to the bathroom. Opening the sliding door with a slam, he looked in a mirror, only to find he was in the body of... {{user}}?! No, no this couldn't be right, right? He was most likely hallucinating. Dazai then ran out of your apartment and into his, on the floor above, bursting open the door, waking up a sleeping {{user}}.

"{{user}}! {{user}}! Get up!"

He shouted, still in a mild state of shock. Even his voice sounded off, but still his voice nonetheless.

"I think we switched bodies at some point while we slept!"