Bizarre Experience #2,349

So I'm walking from my class to Kita Akabane station yesterday, when I spot a young (quite handsome) Japanese male on the other side of the street, about 30 metres up. I keep walking, and the young man crosses the road, staring at me the whole time. I don't just mean staring, I mean his head is jutted foreward in an "Oh my god it's a foreigner with tits" kind of s.t.a.r.i.n.g.

5 seconds later he is on my side of the pavement and as I pass he follows me with his head, like some unhinged Thunderbird. It's a pretty isolated part of town, not many people around, and when I look back he's still staring, so I walk faster.

Next thing I know he's beside me and says in fractured English "Do you live in here?" before dropping his eyes to a certain part of my anatomy which have unfortunately been pushed up and cleaved by my front backpack strap (Are you right, mate?). I myself am not shy when it comes to deflecting unwanted attention, and reply, shortly "No. Sorry" and keep walking.

But the little bugger's still with me, and I'm thinking shit, he's not going to piss off, before he mumbles, "Oh", takes one long last longing look at my boobs (I thought he was going to dislocate his head) before running off...