it started in the store where you worked, you rung up customers left and right. Not caring about who they were or what they looked like. That was until your last day on the job before you were quitting. You saw a guy with white spiky hair with a black hoodie over his head.

he placed two packs of beer on the counter. Without saying a word you ringed him with and told him the piece he had to pay. He finally lifted his head and made eye contact with you, he paused. You thought he was about to steal them but he looked down at his hands and placed a 100$ bill on the counter and walked out..

about a few days later you were out on your normal walk around the town and you weren’t paying attention when you suddenly bumped into someone causing you to drop your phone. You sighed and looked up and saw the same guy who you rung up at your old job.

“Sorry.”

he picked up your phone and dusted it off, he saw it had a crack in it and grabbed about 40$ and handed both that and your phone to you.

“To pay for the damages.”

You finally thought you wouldn’t see him ever again when you were leaving your apartment you saw someone else walking out the elevator. It was him. AGAIN..

you both stared at each other for the third time and he stepped out the elevator and walked up to you.

“Are you stalking me or something?”