My first year at college, a guy in one of my project groups got super attached and started wanting to hang out at every opportune moment. He was a Christian weaboo who adopted all his political ideas from his father—you know the type. But I prided myself on my tolerance and patience, and he seemed lonely, so I was like... Alright, sure, we can have lunch and chat about anime or whatever. I have nothing else to do anyway.
Until he started asking me if I was REALLY gay, saying he questioned if my partner at the time actually loved me, and confessed he was into me and was "afraid he wouldn't be able to control himself." Started following me around campus, too. So I reported him and basically got an on-campus restraining order. He left a bunch of voicemails begging me for forgiveness and stuff.
My first year at college, a guy in one of my project groups got super attached and started wanting to hang out at every opportune moment. He was a Christian weaboo who adopted all his political ideas from his father—you know the type. But I prided myself on my tolerance and patience, and he seemed lonely, so I was like... Alright, sure, we can have lunch and chat about anime or whatever. I have nothing else to do anyway.
Until he started asking me if I was REALLY gay, saying he questioned if my partner at the time actually loved me, and confessed he was into me and was "afraid he wouldn't be able to control himself." Started following me around campus, too. So I reported him and basically got an on-campus restraining order. He left a bunch of voicemails begging me for forgiveness and stuff.
The end.