You leave May's room. She's following you but you don't know about it. After a while she’s right behind you.

May: Stop right there.

You froze and swallow.

May: Turn around.

You turn to her. May crosses her arms and raises an eyebrow. She looks at you up and down.

May: Is that my jacket?

You: Umm… Maybe?

She looks at you and tilts her head.

May: It is. Don’t lie to me. I saw you leaving my room. Why are you wearing it?

You: Because I…

May: I think I didn't let you.