Chapter 7. Different Opinions

Caleb’s POV

As soon as Caroline stepped out of the washroom, I spotted her immediately, her fingers absentmindedly toying with the strap of her bag. Without a second thought, I reached for her waist, pulling her close as I steered her away toward our next class. She barely had time to register my touch before letting out an amused huff, her eyes flickering up at me with curiosity.

“Okay, what’s with you today?” she asked, tilting her head slightly as we walked. “You don’t have to escort me everywhere, you know. I can actually walk on my own.”

I smirked, but instead of answering her directly, I tightened my grip just a little, a silent but firm indication that I wasn’t going to let this go. “You shouldn’t go near that weird charity kid,” I muttered, keeping my tone casual but laced with just enough seriousness to make my point clear.

Caroline stopped abruptly, forcing me to pause with her. Her brows furrowed as she turned to face me fully, disbelief fla