If I like this well enough to turn into an ebook it'll get a little more fleshed out and polished. Voici"This is harassment," I said fiercely. .
He grinned. "Please report me, then."
"It's not funny; it's the kind of behavior that can get you in real trouble."
He leaned in closely, too close, and mock whispered, "Yes, I'm very dangerous."
My fingers curled around my notebooks. "Mr. Griffith, I expect you to behave in a manner—"
"Oh, please say, 'befitting your station.' My mom watches Downton Abbey religiously."
"You are a student!" I left out the fuckings and goddams I'd have liked to include for emphasis.
"You don't know me," I snapped. "You don't know a thing about me."
"I know how you look at me."