I'll Be Watching...

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It's a coincidence if you meet a random person at a different place second time.

But what do you call if you meet the same stranger more than probably I don't know, twelve times.

Yes, recently for the past few days I have been coming across the same stranger more than once. I don't know if I should call him a stranger anymore. He is present if I am in library, or in the park while jogging, in the restaurant where I work.

I first met him at the library. I was searching for a book and coincidentally we both picked the same book, but he offered me it. And that's when I saw him. He was wearing a plain black sweatshirt and grey sweatpants, he looked simple. I thanked him and bought the book.

I don't know if he is stalking me or I am imagining things. It kind of creeping me out. And when I told this to my best friend, her exacts words were,

"You lucky bitch, I don't even have a stalker. Was he handsome? Hot?"

I dropped the conversation since her words didn't help my situation.

Even now I am just pretending to listen to the music on my headphones while sitting on a bench at the park, and he is here.

Whenever I see him, he is wearing the same black sweatshirt, and grey sweatpants.

"Does he even bath?"

"Does he not have enough money to buy new clothes?"

I thought to myself. But to be frank, he seems to be good. Alright not just good, but he is handsome. He looks stunning in just   normal wears. His beautiful black hair falling on his forehead like bangs makes him look cute. He doesn't disguise himself, but shows his pretty face to me.