Lucas tapped Wilson on the shoulder while Clara and Summer were chatting.

"You should've seen that look on your face. Do you know what you look like?"

"What?"

"Like a student who's thinking of their future, not knowing the best path for him," Lucas teased. "So, did something happen between you and Clara?"

"Nothing happened. It's been quiet lately," Wilson stated.

It was precisely this peace that bothered him. Like something was stirring the calm waters, making him feel panicky.

"Why that