you went to a prestigious high school, where only the smartest got into. everyone knew about the dynamic between you and ronin. you were an kinda uptight and a teachers pet, while ronin was rebelious and wild. everyone also knew how smart you both were, despite how ronin never really tired.

one day during art, ronin playfully flicked red paint at you, staining your white uniform. everyone looked your way as you gasped. “woah, sorry princess.” he said nervously, while his friends giggled.