Only Thing He Should Be Following Is Her Hints

, , , | Romantic | August 12, 2019

(I’m a student attending a community college that is not too far from my home. For this, I drive to and from my house easily, through plenty of turns and the busy road in between. This story takes place during my first semester of my sophomore year. It’s a 3D level designing class. I find it to be interesting and fun… and I meet some interesting people. I sit in the back of the classroom. I can see the screen at the front easier; it doesn’t strain my eyes for whatever reason. I set up my laptop to work on, too. The other classmates walk in and one of them immediately rushes over and sits next to me. I have my bag placed on the chair but he pushes it to the floor and settles in.)

Classmate: “Well, hey!”

Me: “Oh! Uh, heya!”

Classmate: “So! Level design, huh?”

Me: “Yep! I need it for my major, but it looks pretty fun. And I heard great things about the prof–”

Classmate: *looks at my screen* “Hey! You like [TV Show], too? No way! Do you have the soundtrack? I love the first few songs on it!”

Me: “Oh, yeah… It’s pretty good, though I don’t have the soundtrack. I’m not a big fan of downloading ful–”

Classmate: “Well, here! Let me download it for you and–”

(I push my laptop away.)

Me: “No, thank you. It costs money and I don’t have any to buy it.”

(He shrugs and the rest of the class goes on. It’s a typical first-day lecture, syllabus, and the like. The classmate keeps trying to talk to me, loudly, as the professor is talking. Thankfully, the professor notices me trying to pay attention and snaps the classmate’s attention back to the front. Thank goodness. At the end of the class — unfortunately, a night class — I’m walking out and the classmate catches up to me.)

Classmate: “Hey! So, wow! That teacher was rude interrupting our conversation.”

Me: “Well… he wanted you to pay attention, so… Plus, I needed to hear what we were supposed to be working on for the next class.”

Classmate: “Yeah, well, I already know what I’m working on. I didn’t need to listen…”

(As we are walking, I’m trying to go to where my car is parked, but he keeps nudging me the opposite way.)

Me: “Oh, uh… Sorry, excuse me!”

Classmate: “What? We’re going to your car, right?

Me: “Uh… I’m going to my car… but it’s not parked over there?”

Classmate: “Oh! Okay! Well, lead me to your car! It’s late and I want to make sure you get to it safely.”

Me: *getting a little uncomfortable* “I’ll be fine. I’m parked next to the security post. Last I checked, there was someone watching there.”

Classmate: “Well, okay, then. But when you drive down, wait for me. I’ll follow and make sure you get home okay. You never know.”

Me: “Okay… uh… No. I’m not comfortable with that.”

Classmate: “I’m just trying to be nice. I don’t want you to get hurt going home.”

Me: “I’m not comfortable with someone I just met following me. I’ve got to go. Please don’t follow me.”

(I ran towards my car, with the security guard watching me. I explained to him the issue, though I wasn’t sure what he’d do off-campus, but I’d rather someone know. As I drove out, I noticed someone else pull up close behind me. It was [Classmate], following me through a few turns before we reached the busier road through town. I tried to gain a few feet ahead, but he was still following me. A traffic light turned yellow and I quickly hit the gas to make it through before red, having him get stopped. I drove through the crowd of cars, making a few extra turns down side roads I knew, just in case. I made it home and thankfully never saw his car pull up again. The next class, I told the professor what had happened, and he made sure to let me go a few minutes early. I even had the security guard follow me out a few times just to make sure. I think the guy got the hint, as he never tried following me again.)

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