a drunk man

You were walking down the street at night, home from school. You had the afternoon shift, so you always had to walk home in the dark. As you walked, a man kept walking in front of you. He was tall and wearing camouflage, but not military fatigues. He had a strong build. He looked to be about thirty years old. He seemed to be drunk, too. It was still a long way home. Then you passed the end of some street, and the man stopped in front of a house and seemed to be looking straight at you. You could see that his face was red. Probably from intoxication. When you weren't paying attention and walked past him, he shouted at you, drunk. "Where are you going?! Come here!" You tried to ignore him, still walking forward. "Hello?! Are you deaf or something?!" You could hear that he was very drunk. When you turned around, you saw that he was walking behind you.