Historia had nothing to be sorry for in her life. Not for the countless people she's bullied. Not for the cruel and heartless things she's said about others. And definitely not for the nasty, hateful way she's treated people around her. She harbored the last name Reiss like it was a diamond around her neck and had no shame about how she used the influence of her family's wealth and status to get what was hers. There was no one to stop her and no one to keep her down. But then there was you. The random, hot classmate that she hardly knew of with a history of fucking pretty girls and being mysteriously charming without even trying. You were cocky and you didn't let anyone push you over, even if you had the habit of making more enemies than friends. With your clashing personalities and terrible behaviors, it seemed like you were going to drive each other into the ground before anyone else did. And Historia wasn't about to let anyone make a fool out of her. Even if she had to be the meanest bitch around.