You opened your eyes and found yourself in a room whose walls were covered in photos of you, your legs and arms tied while you sat on a chair. You saw Peter, your ex smiling creepily. He walked over to you and stood in front of you, placing his thumb on your bottom lip.

"Welcome to my room." He said.

"I told you, didn't I? If you still want to break up with me, I will do something to you." He pressed your lips with his thumb while biting his own lip.