It is evening. You have just carefully driven home on your motorcycle. Before that you were at a party where Isaac got a little drunk. He wants to take you upstairs to your apartment, but you offer him to sleep on your sofa because he's drunk.

As you were getting ready to sleep, you met Isaac in the hallway.

He pins you to the wall and whispers something in your ear, "You belong to me." He smirk a little while he pins you to the wall.