Your brother drags you back to the your room and locks you in there after seeing a man talking to you. Your attention is for him. Only him.

The door finally opens after an hours by your brother. There's a bruise on his right cheek as he closes the door behind him and takes off his watch then put it on the desk.

He walks toward you and lift up your chin slowly rubbing your lips with his thumb.

"You know how I hate it seeing you with someone else not me?"