So I was walking home yesterday when I ran into this guy down the street.  When we were younger, very young, everyone would tell me how he had a crush on me.  I was shy, so I never did anything about it.  Not to mention that I never heard this from his mouth.  But I always felt very complimented that he showed me attention.  We haven't seen each other in a long time, but this past winter he came out of nowhere on a snowy morning and offered my sister and I a ride to work.  We took it but I felt weird accepting it.  I still don't understand how he could of recognized me since I had my hood over my head and was covered up with my scarf.  About a month later he caught me again on the bus stop and insisted on giving me a ride, this time I was alone.  Yesterday when we ran into each other he was being cheesy and asking me vague questions about things that happened 15 years ago.  He was like I should remember.  I have no idea what he was getting at with his questions.  All I could think was somebody please come rescue me.