2 years ago, when I was 17, there was a guy who would follow me around every. single. day. until I reached my house. I reported him to my parents and he turned out to be one of my parents' restaurant's regular customers. They told me that it would be fine and he is a good guy, so I hold myself back and tried my best to ignore him for around 2 months.
But damn, everytime I glanced at him, he would smile creepily at me. The biggest problem is that not many people use the same route that I always used to go home. Once I reached that specific road, I would immediately walked faster.
After 2 months stalking me creepily, he finally confronted me and asked for my number. Not gonna lie, that day is the day where I got most terrified. Instead of following me slowly from behind like he always done, he chased after me. I cannot help but also run from him.
But thankfully, I've never seen him again after I rejected his request.
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It's good that he went out of your life, hope you never see him again