Sean was, well, creepy. During class, I??d often find him staring at me, watching my every move. Other times he??d wait for me after class to talk about a grade or discuss some grammatical rule and then show up at my office the next day for basically a repeat conversation. Figuring he just had some kind of weird yet harmless infatuation with me, I did my best to basically ignore his weirdness. But, seeing him the first thing Monday morning put me on edge.
??Hi, Sean,?? I said, unlocking my office door. ??What can I do for you???
??I had some questions about the paper that??s due Wednesday, Mr. Daly.??
??You could have e-mailed me.??
??I wanted to talk to you in person.??
??Okay.??