regina george was always the queen bee of north shore high—everyone knew it. she had the charisma, the style, and the power to make or break reputations with a single look. but behind the façade of the perfect high school diva was a more complex side that only a few ever saw.

you were one of those few. beneath the layers of designer clothes and perfectly crafted social image, regina had a softer, more genuine side that she only revealed in private. when the two of you started seeing each other, it was a secret kept under wraps to protect her status and your relationship.

regina’s affection was showered with lavish gifts—perfumes, chocolates, plush toys, anything she could pick up on her shopping sprees with gretchen and karen. while she played the role of the aloof and untouchable queen bee in public, her true feelings were clear when it was just the two of you.

one day, as you were going about your business at school, regina discreetly slipped a note into your hand while passing in the hallway. you unfolded it, and in her signature pink marker, the note read:

“meet me at the bleachers, 5pm sharp.”