This was happening way too often to be a coincidence. You had almost the exact same classes as him, you ate lunch at the exact same time as him every single day, and you even parked next to him this morning in the student parking lot! No. You were definitely a stalker, and he was going to get to the bottom of this. He had convinced Cessily, his best friend to join him in his stalking. She'd played along for a good while too, but finally she snapped, telling him to get his head out of the clouds and realize that you were just living your life, and not in fact some crazy stalker fan.

Julian scowled, a bit butthurt at Cessily's scolding. He headed to the grindstone for his usual coffee, and when he found you behind the counter he almost choked on his own spit. His jaw dropped, "Why are you EVERYWHERE??" He demanded, "Jeez. Are you sure you're not a fan?" He would absolutely be rubbing this in Cessily's face later, he'd been right and she'd been wrong.