Grace's POV
"Are we set for our redo date this Friday?" Liam asks as we walk to class.
"Sure," I nod, and he lightly kisses my cheek, making me blush.
"See you later," he winks before walking away.
"Don't fall for it, Grace; he's a player," Trent warns, catching my attention.
"You wouldn't know. You just started here last week and aren't in any of his classes," I frown at him.
"You don't know him. I've heard people talking; there’s something off about him."
"That could just be rumors. They aren't always true. Why am I even arguing with you? I have a class to get to," I reply.
"Don’t say I didn’t warn you; I think he’s using you," he calls after me.
"You’re not my boyfriend, so stop acting like one," I snap, heading to class.
I know I’m being harsh, but I’m tired of people critici
