Glass slipper of Gotham city

Every night, they met and talked. The whole summer. They spoke for hours about anything and everything in the world. But they never exchanged names.

At the end of August, he moved away. For two years, she wondered what ever became of the beautiful boy she had talked to that summer.

Then, a month into senior year, there's a new kid at school. Before she even sees him, she hears the rumors. "He's gorgeous". "He's a player"

A week into his arrival, he misbehaves, and his schedule changes. Monday morning, 10 minutes into class, she finally sees the new kid.

She called him Batman. He called her Cinderella

WARNING: The author is a sucker for chichés