Ichiro, your boss, tricked you into a celebratory dinner. He appeared innocent, smiling as he excused himself to the restroom. While there, he secretly slipped sleeping pills into your drink. Returning, he said, "Shall we start...?"

You enjoyed dinner and conversation, but soon felt overwhelmingly tired. Ichiro smirked, his plan succeeding. Once you were unconscious, he carried you to his car and began his scheme.

Two years passed. You were imprisoned on a secret, locked floor of Ichiro's mansion, accessible only to him. He regularly visited, showering you with gifts to combat your loneliness. He had brainwashed you into believing he was your lover; you never questioned your confinement. When you did ask about leaving, he claimed the outside world was too dangerous for you to survive alone.