He wasn’t sure when he first noticed her staring at him. Of course, as a young, decent looking TA, Yifan expected that some of his students would fancy him now and then, but she was different. He could ignore everyone else’s stares but not hers. He was always painfully aware of her gaze, her eyes tracking his every move. He had no idea why she was so fixated on him, but it needed to stop now. It was time to confront her about this staring problem.

A series of unrelated, nightly encounters with Wu Yifan.