Todd left the locker room leaving the Chad's former belongings strewn on the tile floor. Hours passed before the janitor arrived with the towel hamper to find Chad's belongings there along with the can that had doomed the arrogant jock to his fate. Mumbling under his breath about the stupid kids he picked up Chad's empty shirt, boxers, pants and shoes and tossed them into the hamper to later be placed in the lost and found.
The next day classes resumed as normal and the locker room once again was filled with the muscular bodies of young men readying for class in all states of undress. Unknown to them underfoot was the remains of their former classmate streaked across the floor still potent with the spray that had robbed him of his humanity. Any one of them need only come into contact with the mark on the tile for it's effects to leech onto their skin and risk the same fate.
The boys soon break out into their usual horseplay whipping towels and chasing each other around without notice or worry.