This is a vague piece of fiction I wrote based on a real encounter I had last year.
Jean was standing on the sidewalk, observant as usual, when something in the grass caught her eye. She only looked up for a second, and there he was... walking toward her so nonchalantly at the end of the street. He had just turned the corner and was looking right at her. She looked back down dismissively before lingering a few seconds more and turning back around to head home. She wanted to greet him, close the gap, and possibly reunite, but wisdom said to leave him be. She thought she had avoided him by leaving before he had a chance to get close. But as she reached her door, she pause to turn around look back. To her surprise, he slowly followed her from a distance. She glanced, making eye contact for a moment before finally entering her home. She noticed his piercing gaze as he diverted to see a neighbor instead; satisfied that he was able to express an interest in regaining her favor. That made her nervous, but because he flinched, she knew he was just as anxious.