Apologize to the Delicate Heroine!

I transmigrated into the soft, delicate heroine of a school romance novel I once despised. Putting myself in her shoes, I finally understood how hard things were for them. I trip every five steps and twist my ankle every three. Whenever my body trembles, five or six men look at me with pitying yet restrained gazes. I forgot to bring my homework and got punished by being made to stand, and then some overbearing CEO type passing by, whom I'd never met, rushed over and scolded my best friend: "Don't think no one knows what you've done! You hid Xiao Lian's homework, didn't you, you scheming little white lotus!" Furious, I swung back and slapped the idiot so hard I knocked out one of his teeth. Then I chased after my pretty best friend, who had run off crying, tripping every five steps along the way. That's when I ran into the famous delinquent. The handsome school bully, rumored to have a short temper and to hit anyone who crossed him, leaned against the wall with one hand in his pocket. He coolly lit a cigarette, then... choked on the smoke until his eyes went red. Me: "..." Him: "..." I had a feeling we'd have a lot in common. A heroine who seems delicate but is actually a school bully x a hero who seems like a school bully but is actually delicate. Theme: Seeking balance within oneself.