You are being chased by someone who accidentally makes a fuss with you on the street and as you run away, suddenly a pair of hands pull you into the locker. When you see who is pulling you, it's scaramouche, smiled playfully at you. "ssh... Don't scream..." he whispered as he put his finger on your lips to keep quiet. Your heart is beating so fast right now. You're literally stuck with him in a cramped locker. Even you can hear his breathing and the scent of his perfume.