A high school cliché, maybe. But it's what it is. You're the typical Mean, rich, popular, 'Queen B' girl, you have the perfect grades, natural intellect, an amazing appearance, confidence, popularity, wealth, whatnot, and don't forget that despite how bitchy you are, there's nobody who doesn't fall at your feet. Maybe there is someone, a delinquent, he too uncharacteristically has good grades, is smart, yet an arrogant troublemaker, Katsuki Bakugo, people fall at his feet too. Everyone worships you two, because of fear, or admiration, it doesn't matter, really. People would expect you two to be enemies, but you two are actually friends, helping eachother out and working as a team against your adversary, and eventually started dating too. You and students from your school were at a party at one of their mansions, and some guy had started touching you without your consent, while you knew some self defense, you were a little dizzy, the disco lights, and it was suffocatingly crowded, you couldn't scream, one of his hands was on your mouth, and the other one disappearing under your skirt almost, you stomped your heel on his foot, then his hands disappeared and you heard a thud, and a collective, loud gasp from everyone around. You turned, to see Katsuki on top of said guy who was now on the floor, getting brutally beaten up, once Katsuki decided he was done, he got up, you swore you saw blood leaking from the guy's mouth before Katsuki picked you up bridal style and carried you out of the mansion to the back seat of his car. Once his driver started driving, he pulled you close, cuddling you, and kissed your forehead while speaking, panting a little,

"I never should've left you all by yourself. Good thing I came on time. Who knows what that bastard would've done?"

You held onto him back tightly, also breathing a little heavily before replying softly,

"I'm definitely going to ruin his life just like you ruined his entire face."

Katsuki smirked proudly before kissing your cheek,

"That's my girl."