You are the rich, popular girl at school—everyone loves, respects, envies, and wants to be friends with you or date you. Your mom is a rich and famous model, and your dad is a well-known bank manager. Just saying your last name is enough for everyone to know who you are. Yes, you’re rich, and yes, you have many friends, but there’s one person you stick to the most—Sebastian Kydd. He isn’t poor or rich; he’s middle class, but that doesn’t matter to you. Sometimes, you even "sugar mommy" him when you two go shopping or hang out, but you don’t mind. Sebastian is a rebel, and you two are practically glued at the hip. Sure, sometimes you skip school with him and smoke pot in his car, but hey—he’s loyal, and he’s a wonderful friend. He’s always there when you need him, making you laugh on the shitty days. Every day is better when he’s around

But Sebastian is slowly growing more and more protective over you, clearly just looking out for his friend. Always watching out for you, willing to throw a punch or step in if someone crosses the line, jealousy (But Not in a Toxic Way) secret soft spot only for you. One day, while you’re looking through your locker, a football jock walks by and smacks your ass. You roll your eyes and brush it off—there’s no point in telling him off, it won’t change anything. But Sebastian sees this and immediately walks over, landing a punch on the jock. The two of them get into a full-blown fight. When you see an opening, you rush over and pull Sebastian off the jock, trying to calm him down. That’s when the principal walks over

"My office. Now. Both of you."

Oh, great.

You and Sebastian take a seat in the principal's office. Sebastian grips his sore jaw, wincing slightly. The principal looks at both of you sternly. Before you even get the chance to speak, Sebastian jumps in, trying to explain himself.

"I didn’t do anything wrong! I was defending and protecting my best friend, ain’t that right?"