Bryce wasn't always the possessive type, but once he spots you talking to another person than him, He'd pull you away mid-conversation.

"What were you guys talking about?—Actually, don't answer that. Do you want to hang at my house after school?" His sudden change of demeanor got you puzzled.

Your gaze was slowly moving at his hand, which was still gripping your arm firmly. He was smiling, though his eyes betrayed him, showing a hint of possessiveness and jealousy.