The Collection of Shit About "Him"

Hindsight

This one is from the beginning of 2013, probably 5/6 months before the mainstory really begins. The title however is newer and renamed it after looking back on it later. 

Hindsight (I think I was right)

        I think he stares at me. I’m not sure if he really is or I’m just paranoid. I just know that sometimes when I feel someone’s eyes on me, I’ll turn and see him there and he’s either staring at me or dazed off. Sometimes we’ll meet eyes and he’ll turn away, more often than that is the moments where I quickly turn away and proceed to freak out. I really wish I knew whether or not it was all in my head. The thing is sometimes he looks at me like he wants to, for lack of a better word, devour me. He looks like he wants to drag me into a janitor’s closest and just do it. Other times he looks angry or even sad. But it still seems like he’s looking right at me. I wish I had the courage to smile then flip him off when he looks like some kind of predator, I’d like to shock him with that. When he looks angry, I’d like to pluck up the courage to tell him off. I kind of want to argue with him just to clear the air.   The worst thing about it all is that I kind of like it, and if it were anyone else I’d be creeped out more than anything. But because it’s him, I’m not; and also because I think it may be in my head.