I was shopping at a store near my college campus. The cashier was about my age, I was buying ungodly amounts of ice cream and I realized I couldn't afford it so at the end I reduced my purchase to just two tiny car shaped ice cream sandwiches. We made small talk and I doodled a cat on his arm and he helped me put the ice cream I didn't buy back into the freezer.

Later I went to class, I talked about my shopping experience (mostly about the ice creams) to one of my class friends and then the cashier guy appeared with a friend of his. They seemed to attend the same college. I walk around a bit and talk to him some more with the rest of my classmates and they all like him a lot. One of my friends starts hitting it off romantically with his friend. I keep my talk with the cashier guy to small talk and conversations about geeky stuff but he's clearly interested in me or something.

When I came home I realized he followed me there and explained how my class friends had given him a nickname and accepted him in the group. After he said this, he tried to kiss me but I ran away and told him to get out of my house. He obliged. The next day in class I was hiding from him and I told all of my female classmates what happened. They mostly understood but one of them went looking for him. She found him and brought him back to our table, for some reason. And he was like "oh there you are!" But I didn't even look at him.

The days passed and he really hit it off with my classmates but I was still angry at him and tried to avoid him. At some point there was just a bed in the campus hallway and I was hiding underneath it waiting for him to leave so I could go home without getting caught.

At some point there was a gathering of sorts at my house and he showed up. He kept asking to have sex with me but I kept declining while pushing him out of the house. Surprisingly he obliged again and left. After that I kicked everyone else out of the house except for this one girl I know from high school. We sat in the front porch of one of the abandoned houses in the neighborhood but it turns out it wasn't abandoned, and a redhead middle aged woman looked out the window and saw us. We told her what happened and she joined the conversation.

The next day I was waking up and I decided to lock my bedroom door just in case. Suddenly it opened and one of my cousins was there, but he was like 3 years old in this despite being older irl. I told him to leave because I was sure it was a trap of some sorts. Then I looked over to downstairs and I saw both of his parents laying on the couch. For some reason that convinced me it was not a trap but I still told him to leave because I had locked my doors for a reason. I found out my lock had stopped working and after that I woke up.