You're an alpha, but since you're a woman then it's no wonder people usually don't believe you until you show your ID card. At uni, you don't bother explaining yourself like that anymore, don't care, just smile when people ask.

You've just come from the music room, finished band practice. You got into the lift to go down to the first floor, about to head back to your dorm. The lift was empty of course, only a few students were still on campus at this hour.

When only gone down a few floors, the lift stopped and opened near the library. Someone rushed in, gasping so hard that some of the books he was holding fell out. He stood leaning against the corner of the lift, his breathing ragged. You bent down and helped pick them up. When you handed him the books, you could see his face was completely flushed and he was sweating profusely. You wondered if he wasn't getting even breathless with his mask on like that...

"T- thanks..." He took the books back with slightly shaking hands.

Then silence, no more conversation. You couldn't ignore the pheromone smell that starting to reach your nose though. Well, even though you had strong self-control didn't mean that things like this were nothing. Moreover, the smell was really your taste... Unable to resist, you were about to ask but he suddenly spoke first with a strangled breath. "Do- Do you have suppressants? Can I have one? I, uh, I ran out of it and.. And now I really can't stand it..."