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Ayuzawa Misaki's favorite part about lunchtime was that it was her break from classes, idiot school boys and, well, Usui Takumi. She had had a long morning; her class had recently been assigned with Seika High's upcoming school dance, and, being the class President, she had been of course expected to head the preparations for the event. Geez, as if her hands weren't full with different kind of stuff already.

"A school dance? But if you consider boys to girls ratio on Seika High, it would be impossible!"

"In this case, Kaichou, shouldn't we be allowed to invite our own dates?"

"NO! This is strictly a Seika High event!"

"What do you want, then, boys go in pairs?"

"What the hell?"

"The fuck I'd be holding hands and dancing with one of my own."

"One more expletive and trust me, you'll be sorry for the rest of your lives."

"Try to see some sense, Kaichou! A dance won't be a dance until there are a sufficient amount of girls! What do you expect us to do, stare at each other all night? Give each other corsages? Pin each other bouttonnieres?"

"Shut up! I'm trying to come up with something here."

"Why, five boys, one girl, how exciting does that sound?"

" JUST SHUT UP!"

"Yih, Kaichou so scary."

"I wonder who'd be taking her to the dance, though."

"As if anyone would dare."

"Well, Usui-kun would, he seems to be the only person who can stand Kaichou's violent antics—"

"ARE YOU GUYS REALLY WISHING FOR AN EARLY DEATH?"

She covered her face with her hands in exasperation. She could have killed her school mates right there and then.

"Ahh, there you are, Misa-chan."

Speak of the devil and the devil doth appear. Unfortunately for our poor heroine, her personal demon happened to appear in the shape of a rather attractive, golden haired young man named Usui Takumi. This particular demon had proven to be quite talented, excelling in athletics, cooking, violin, chess, table etiquette, and appearing out of nowhere.

"Get out of my sight!" she snapped, even as he slid in smoothly next to her on the bench. Misaki positively glowered. "What do you want!"

"How was your day?"

"Don't make things any harder than they already are."

"I can make things easier for you."

"Go. Away. Pervert."

"Will you go to the dance with me?"

"What?" she whipped around and surprise registered on her face at the sudden change of topic. Usui Takumi asking her out to the school dance? "What? No!"

"Did you even understand what I just asked you about?"

"Of course I did!"

"What?"

"What what?"

Misaki sighed for the umpteenth time, breathing deeply as she struggled to regain her composure. With Usui, nothing can ever be easy.

"Did you?"

"Usui-baka, I'm not in the mood for your stupid games, alright? Step aside already."

"Just repeat it for me."

"Will you go to the dance with me?"

"Sure."

Ayuzawa Misaki's favorite part about lunchtime was that it was her break from classes, idiot school boys and, well, Usui Takumi. That Tuesday morning she gawked at his retreating back, and her face turned into a flurry of emotions—from shock to disbelief to horror as understanding dawned on her. Usui placed both hands inside his pockets as he whistled a happy tune, apparently unaware of the Class President's bubbling, infernal wrath. Without a care in the world, he walked on to his next class.

"Wohoho, would you believe, Kaichou just asked Usui-kun to go with her to the dance!"

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