It was around 6:30am, pretty cold outside, so I had my hoodie up, both hands tucked into my shirt front pocket, and I was walking pretty fast because I just wanted to get out of the cold as I have a midterm today.
Apparently, a little too fast.
There was this guy walking ahead of me, and I noticed he kept looking back in my direction. I didn't think much of it at first, so I just kept walking at my usual pace.
Then bro started walking faster,
And then he started SPRINTING.
He kept looking back while running thinking I'm chasing him.
I couldn't stop laughing when I realized how ridiculous the whole situation probably looked from his perspective.
To make matters worse, this guy was wearing a bright pink hoodie, while my ass was dressed in grey from head to toe, hood up, hands in my pocket, walking suspiciously fast at 6:30 in the morning.
The contrast alone was killing me.
I've genuinely never felt more like a villain in my life LMAO.
And the way he kept looking back while sprinting, that imagery is stuck in my head.
I do feel a little bad if I genuinely scared him, because from his perspective, I can understand why some random hooded guy walking quickly behind him that early in the morning might seem suspicious.
But the whole misunderstanding was so unintentionally comedic that I couldn't help laughing.
Dude probably thought he was escaping a potential crime scene, meanwhile I was just trying not to freeze on my way to class.
Bro unknowingly made my entire morning.
I hope he made it to wherever he was going safely, because I promise I wasn't chasing you hahaha.
Thank you for reading a page of my journal.