Multiple stories are also fine!!!
Doesn't have to be one story.
Three summers back I was painting my house which is a miserable job especially because the walls of my house were deteriorating '70s pebble dash. Little rocks embedded in stucco kept falling out making a mess on the deck and getting stuck in vehicle tire grooves. The paint has kept them from sloughing off ever since. I went to a home hardware shop to get more paint since I underestimated how thirsty the walls would be. Dirty, overheated, and grumpy with my mind on the shitty task.
I was blasting Battle Beast in my silver 2011 Nissan Altima (yes the meme car) and apparently my parking job was so quick, immaculate, and confidently within the lines that I made a lady swoon. Or because a tall guy hopped out, who knows.
Out of the car I'm briskly walking towards the entrance across the sprawling baking-hot asphalt parking lot when she ran up behind to stop me and commented on my 1337 parking skillz. Now idk about you, but personally in my lived experience it's extremely rare to have a stranger approach you in a parking lot unless they're up to no good, begging, or mad at you for some reason.
So I immediately hedged because I figured the "compliment" was passive aggressive and maybe I just fucked up or something. I asked her if she was upset with me for some reason. She said no, and reiterated what she said which wasn't helpful and I figured that might also be sarcasm. So we stood there staring at each other as I ran back the last few minutes desperately trying to figure out what I did wrong. Eventually I blue screened and just said "okay" and turned around to continue my paint resupply mission, unsure how to handle the extremely awkward encounter with an admittedly attractive-looking woman, who in hindsight I think was being genuine.
We managed to run into each other indoors and both of us intensely avoided eye contact or saying anything further. Amazing.
I had a stalker in high school. It really sucked, but because she was a girl and I was a guy, it was 'cute' not creepy or scary, but what was so much worse was how people reacted to it, for many friends/teachers they goaded it on. Even when she sent threatening letters to one of my girlfriends. She was the only one who didn't think it was cute...
My first lesson in how insanely sexist the vast majority of people are. If i had done to a girl the type of stuff she did to me, I'd have been jailed. It went on and off for over two years.
On the flip sided, years later, she wrote me a random email and apologized profusely and thanked me for not taking advantage of her. So at least she got some help I guess?
I've had other incidents with mentally unwell women harassing me during the rest of my life, but none as involved or protracted as that one.