Misaki didn't know quite how to react, but decided she wasn't going to let him win by seeing her shock and put on the biggest smile she could muster, "This way, Master! There is an empty seat over by the window." She seated him, then quickly turned away back to the kitchen to hide her burning face.

She wasn't going to deny that he was handsome. He had penetratingly green eyes that were soft yet shocking. His hair was shaggy as it brushed against his strong yet gentle jawline and his skin was pale and warm. She peeked from behind the door to see him casually running his hands through his hair and she saw him smile slightly and he suddenly glanced in her direction. She blushed severely and rushed back into the kitchen, angry at him for toying with her.

"Like that idiot's affecting me at all! What a perverted space human!" She muttered to herself.

"Who's a pervert?" a soft voice questioned from behind her, making Misaki's heart skip a beat.

"Subaru!" Misaki gasped, catching her breath, "Nobody, I was just talking to myself!" She averted her eyes as Subaru continued to look curious and laughed.

"Did you see that handsome customer out there? I offered to serve him but he requested you." Subaru said slyly, eyeing Misaki with interest. Misaki took a deep breath, straightened out her skirt, then cleared her expression awhile holding her head and marched out the door.

Misaki couldn't quite place it, but as she walked towards him she noticed that his face seemed vaguely familiar. As she approached him, a little smile played on his lips and he ruffled his hair with a loose hand.

"Jeez, Prez, I could never imagine you working in a Maid Café" he chuckled. Then it hit her. Her heart almost stopped. The boy goes to her school, Usui Takumi, and now he knows her secret. Her reputation as student council president is on the edge of destruction! She was frozen in place and almost couldn't speak.

"Finally recognize me?" He said, grinning and looking like he was thoroughly enjoying himself.

His cockiness broke through her reverie and she growled, "How did you know I worked here?" She was clenching her fists and grinding her teeth, all of her willpower holding back the single action of punching him.

"Calm down, prez, just a coincidence, I saw you walking and I followed out of mere curiosity and what I found was quite interesting. A Maid Café! President?"

"Shut up!" Not believing a word he said.

Just randomly saw me walking? Yeah right! No one from our school comes around here, it's a completely different district!

Pretending to be completely unbothered, yet harboring a strong urge to choke him, Misaki plastered on a sweet smile and asked him if he was ready to order something. He replied with a Maid Sundae and she rushed to get so she could be as far away from him as possible. Misaki didn't know what to do, tomorrow her reputation that she had formed would be completely ruined!

The next week Usui entered Maid Café every day, sitting at the same table and always requesting Misaki. She was terrified at first that her secret would be revealed, but it didn't seem at school that anyone was treating her any differently. She didn't dare ask him straight out why he was doing this or if he was going to tell anybody since she didn't want to encourage him or give him the satisfaction of knowing she was worried. She knew that if anyone in the school found out she was a maid no one would take her seriously and her power over controlling the boys would be demolished. If she didn't control them, no one will and if they were out of hand then all the girls would become terrified.

As Misaki headed to school a week after Usui first appeared, she got a feeling that someone was watching her. As she turned the corner she saw a long, black limousine driving away, which she found odd seeing as this area was mostly commoner neighborhoods, which didn't harbor the wealth to rent such an expensive vehicle. But all curiosity was diminished when she heard someone walking behind her, and she turned to see Usui whistling nonchalantly in her shadow. He had been bothering often at school and she was desperately trying to control her temper as he more and more often popped up. Whether it was on her way home, in the student council office, or on the roof where she often went to think, he would always appear. She ignored him as usual, and went to class, as he still trailed behind her.

"Do you want something?" she growled, stopping in her tracks, "why are you following me all the time?"

"Does it bother Misa –chan?" he said playfully, advancing towards her.

"Yeah, it does! Stay away from me, and don't call me Misa-chan, idiot!" She yelled, marching away.

"Aww, come on prez, don't be so mad.