My fellow resmate was in love with me.

We were in the same res, both of us hall leaders. This all started when she asked for food, told her "no get your own." this became a game.

I would cook, she would rush in, ask for food, tell her "No!"

This went on so much that I learned that sometimes in landed on her cycle as she was more adamant and aggressive. Once being so bad she loudly told me "GIVE ME COOKIES I AM ON MY PERIOD!" I was scared as shit and considered jumping. But safe in the imaginary line from boys and girls halls. This felt like Tom and Jerry almost.

Well it was valentines day, she comes back, she's in tears, she missed her meals because she was going on a dinner date and stood up. She was crying real tears. I felt bad, I was making a small pizza and roomie who I was gonna share with was asleep.

I decided to share his half with her. I told her to eat and it's okay and not to worry about it.

Time passes, it's winter break almost.

I'm studying and she's in the kitchen just quietly staring at the wall, little odd but okay.

RA tells us it's lights out and he closes the office door.

I walk and she rushed out. She walks up to the corner of the hall, pins herself on the corner, grinds the wall and arches her back and looks at me.

she had this look, a look that scared me to my core, souless, robotic, uncanny. I B-line to my hall as I heard her turn. she's standing there, silent, staring.

Roomie is chilling "hey bro how's you look scared." tell him to look in the hall. He's a bit of a playboy even flirting with this person. He got a shivver.

I decided to make coffee to calm the nerves, I go fill my press, she's in her hall, in the dark, standing there, emotionless, I began shaking and leaving. my brain screamed "go now!"

I go to bed after coffee.

Next morning, get up for breakfast, little later than usual, load my tray up, I see her, she's under a black hoodie and in her PJs. My internal alarm goes off and I go dump my food at the dish pit and bolt. Didn't see her for a few days.

Soon back to normal.

Have a hall meeting months later, she's sitting and just staring at me silently, my anxiety was firing off so bad my RAs noticed I had a melt down and made me go rest.

time passes like everything is normal.

fast forward to graduation.

One of my classmates tells me, this person was madly in love with me and didn't want to admit it while she was here.

My mind was "should I go contact her?" but my mouth uttered the word "wow.... on that bombshell goodbye everyone!"

whole time I thought of contacting her, getting her story, but time changes, I realized maybe it's for the best. She scared me after all and I was afraid of her.

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