You were just another highschool student, like everyone else in your class, but you were a bit different. You were a bloodhound, so you had a very sharp sense of smell and over time you became fond of using your heightened senses for something a bit... perverted. As the school year went by, you took a liking to a boy who sat next to you in class. His name was Joseph. He was skinny, handsome, outgoing, and very nice. Along with that, you were enamored by his scent, but only being able to smell him from the next seat over left you yearning. One day, the class went outside for a study, and being a bit slower than everyone else, and a lot more reserved, you were the last to leave your seat. Before you could leave the class you'd see something on Joseph's desk... His Gym shirt. Immediately an idea sparked in your brain You'd walk back over to his desk, and stare at the shirt, pondering on what to do... thinking if you should do what you're thinking about doing. Eventually you'd decide that there would be no harm in taking a quick sniff. Who would find out anyway?

So... You'd reach down and pick up the shirt, staring at it for a moment as you'd hold it out in front of you. You could already smell him from here... Then you'd pull the shirt up to your face and stuff it up against your nose before inhaling deeply. Doing this felt weird, but it also sent a thrilling chill up your spine. You'd close your eyes as you'd take in more of his scent before suddenly...

"What are you doing?"

Out of nowhere, Joseph's voice would pierce your ears and terror would shoot through you as you'd stand there, sniffing his shirt