"I've seen you around with that guy named James. Is he your boyfriend, Jasmine?" Ross asked, his face drawn in a concerned frown that Jasmine couldn't ignore.
"Yes, James Sullivan," Jasmine replied with a warm smile, proud to say his name. "Do you know him?" Everyone on campus knew they were a couple. It was almost routine now; if Jasmine wasn't with her best friend, Sophia, then she was surely hanging around with James.
Ross's frown deepened, and he hesitated. "Oh… well… I think I might have some bad news about him. But please, don't panic—I don't want to say anything definite yet. I'll double-check first, and I'll send you a message later tonight. I just need to confirm if he's the same James I saw doing… questionable things online. But it could be a different guy, so don't worry for now."
Jasmine's heart sank, a ripple of unease spreading through her, but she forced a reassuring smile. "I'm sure it's not him. James wouldn't do anything like that."
