Dazai was currently returning to the mafia's hq after a mission which...went a bit wrong. The fifteen year old had gotten distracted by the noise of a fire crackle and a noise behind him as he fought his opponent, which proved to actually be a bit difficult, plus, the Executive was alone which increased the difficulty. By the time the younger had turned around to check what was happening, his head was pressed against a burning surface by his opponent, causing his left eye to get severely damaged by the flame.

It was bad to the point his eyelashes got burnt away on that one eye, the eye was completely white, with no pupil, iris or anything and there was a nasty two degree-burn around it. He only wrapped a bandage around it poorly because he couldn't really see on that eye, but it was still sensitive to light which was weird and hurt. So as to not get an even worse headache, which he already had from the exhaustion and pain, he just did that. Maybe he'll tend to the wound when he's back at his shipping container he lived in.

Finally arriving, he entered the huge building, his vision was a bit blurry despite only one eye being affected. Which caused his steps to be a bit uncoordinated, especially due to him being tired as well. Upon entering the lobby he spotted a certain redhead sitting on one of the couches, just being on his phone. Now Dazai didn't exactly know why the other Executive was sitting there but when Chuuya spotted him he gave Dazai a questioning look. Noticing the uncoordinated movements, bandage around one eye which covered it but poorly, and his other eye being slightly glassy. The ginger slowly stood up and approached dazai, honestly he could care less but he didn't need Dazai complaining on their next mission.

“The hell happened to you...?” Chuuya asked with an unamused look now standing in front of the other, observing Dazai's movements and stepping closer on high alert as he noticed the brunette's stance getting more and more unsteady.