So I should be writing fun entries about my trip, or stuff about how shitty it feels to be leaving. Instead, I just went through the scariest night of my life.
Everything was going fine until my way home from drinking. I was still quite buzzed and not thinking as well as I would have liked. So I'm standing at Tabata waiting for my train, and this guy is like, "Excuse me, do you speak Japanese?" At this point, I should have taken a clue from Jess and said 'no'. Mistake number one. Being a retard, and still slightly tipsy, I said "only a little". He asked where I was getting off at, and by this time I was wary enough to start lying. I told him Akabane, and he said 'me too'.
I figured, eh...I'll be polite for a while, and then when he goes to get off at Akabane, I'll say 'sorry I'm late, can't stop here...bye' and leave it at that. However....
When I stayed on the train, he also stayed on the train. This was the point where I really started to worry. I thought, 'yep, he was lying too. That's never a good sign'. So finally I get off at my real station and he follows me. Thankfully he stopped at the gate and was like, 'If you have time, I'd like to talk to you more.' And I'm like, sorry, curfew.
I wish I could say this was where my story ended, but it's not.
I'm walking home, and this kinda creepy looking guy was standing at the same intersection waiting for the light. To give you an idea of what this guy was like, remember Misa's stalker in DeathNote? Yeah. He was kinda like that. Anyway, he smiled and nodded at me, and I just crossed the street and ran into the sunkus. I was really relieved when he didn't follow me, and I bought my stuff and left.
As soon as I cross the street, I hear someone calling for me to wait up. Uh-huh. The guy WAITED FOR ME TO LEAVE SUNKUS. And not only that; as I find out later, he heard me talking on the train and followed me. He's like, 'you're really cute...I heard you talking on the train.'
This is when I really started to freak out. I said 'I'm sorry, I really don't speak very good Japanese...' and he knew it was bullshit and kept insisting that I did. But nevertheless I kept telling him that I didn't understand him, and eventually he gave up on that. But then he was like, 'we should go out and do something sometime.'
I'm like, 'muri. I'm leaving soon.' so he said, 'what do you mean by soon?' And I'm really scared by this point so I'm like 'really soon,' and I start to walk faster. Then he said, 'look, if you don't have a boyfriend or anything...' and I said 'imasu' and picked up the pace again. Finally, he slowed down and said, 'if you ever want to...' and I cut him off with a nice 'don't fuck with me' in Japanese, and he's like, 'See?! You're speaking Japanese!'
Thank god he stopped following me then. I ran as fast as I could for home. The first guy on the train was kinda scrawny, and I figured I could probably beat him up if worse came to worse. But the second guy was really scary. The kind that might have a knife somewhere. And we weren't in a really public area anymore either. Most frightening moment of my life. Needless to say, my door and windows are locked, the shades are drawn, and I'm sleeping with a large, blunt object within armslength.
Why me?