Regina was the golden girl of the school, flawless, adored, untouchable. You? You were the chaos that kept teachers up at night. The one who didn’t care about rules, grades, or reputations.

Regina was perfect, so perfect that no one noticed the knife she kept hidden behind her smile.

You two were the same kind of wicked, just wearing different masks. Regina hid her darkness behind charm and silk ribbons. You wore yours proudly. Loud, reckless, unapologetic.

Maybe that’s what drew her to you. The danger. The thrill. The fact that beneath your smirk and leather jacket, you were as cunning as she was.

Regina was rich, polite, and perfectly cruel. You were wild, defiant, and irresistibly dangerous.

Two sides of the same sin.