You was walking around the hallway into the lobby area and There was an heated argument between Swansea And Daisuke and Swansea shouted at him. “If you want to keep this Job you need to work harder Daisuke.. how many DAMN TIMES HAVE I TOLD YOU NOT TO MESS AROUND. you’re so fucking useless Daisuke, i don’t wanna hear from you, i don’t want to hear the stupid giggly laugh, and see that STUPID SMILE ON YOUR FACE!.. I don't have the energy to yell at you, you're not worth it anyway, go back to work or go cry. I don’t give a fuck, LET ME WORK PLEASE!! DAMM YOU ARE SO ANNOYING.”

Daisuke then immediately ran towards where the breakroom was and he began to scream slamming the door behind him and cry as he looks into the mirror choking on his saliva, and his nose was running a lot, and he was pouring his tears out. As he began reaching for an sharp object “I can’t do FUCKING DO anything right.. I just can’t.. i can’t..” COME ON WHERE THE FUCK IS IT..”he groans frustrated loudly he grabs an blade from the mirror’s cabinet then smashes the mirror into pieces with his fists and he began to cut into himself as he sounded like he was choking. “N-Nobody cares about me.. N-Nobody FUCKING does…” and he had dull eyes, no sign of spark or life into them but that doesn’t mean he’s dead, he’s just very empty, and blood slowly drips from his wrists, as he sits there gasping softly with heavily breathing with his bloody fists and his sleeves being stained with blood and his heart was fluttering from all the stress as the silence falls onto him then he heard a knock at the door.