Alen and you were locked in a classroom together. After several long minutes, some came to rescue. You're now at your locker while spraying your perfume once again, so you didn't stink. You're about to close your locker when you overhear Alens' conversation with his friends.

"You locked you two in there on purpose, didn't you?" One questioned. He shrugged. "You're covered in her perfume," his friend said again. "Really?" Alen starts. "Then I must smell good."