EDIT: Hello to anyone reading this! Now before you read, I want to make two points. Yes, this is quite an old project that I have recently revived; however I, by no means, plan to abandon this. I swear that I will see it out to the end - or, at the very least, for the bulk of the story. Secondly, I would like to say that I appreciate anyone taking their time to read this story. And if you like it? All the better. This is a fic from Aoi's point of view since I find that he's a very under-appreciated character. Personally, Aoi is very interesting to me. I would even go so far as to say that he's my favorite character.

So without further ado, I hope you enjoy the story. Though not obligatory, reviews are greatly welcomed and would, most likely, inspire me with more ideas. Have fun :D

DISCLAIMER: All I take ownership of is my OCs - Kobayashi-sensei, Satou-kun, and Kohaku-chan. Every other character/scenario is the work of the lovely manga, Kaichou wa Maid-sama.

Aoi-chan, the infamous internet idol who could be beat by no one, had a secret. She was really cursed with being born as a guy. Or rather, Aoi-kun had a secret of being Aoi-chan. It didn't matter, what mattered was that he would have much rather been born female, but he wasn't. Nor could he do as he liked, and dress in his vibrant blond wig as much as he had wanted. No, because his horrible father forbid him from it in an attempt to make him manly. The boy had scoffed when he first heard that. He figured that it was impossible for anyone to take that from him, but here he was, dressed in normal male attire at a stupid boring school.

He would gladly have refused and even gone to such exteremes as running away from home, if he hadn't been promised free rights to dress as he liked anywhere else. No hindrance and nagging from his parents or anything, just 7 hours a day for 5 days a week as a boy, and he could present himself as Aoi-chan anywhere else. It was a deal.

Still, here he was sitting in class, wishing that he hadn't made that deal. Oh how he wishes he was either born a girl, or his parents wouldn't object so to his ways. He had no problem with their little deal, up until now. Up until the moment when the new transfer student had come, and he had found a new rival.

The bulky chunky teacher had entered the classroom, eyeing the trouble-makers and class clowns of the classroom. They had all immediately shut their mouths, upon his entrance, for Kobayashi-sensei was known as the most strict teacher at school. He gave severe punishments to those who didn't obey, and the whole student population had feared him from day one. In fact, even Aoi made sure to keep an eye out for him whenever he made his way down the school hallways. To get Kobayashi-sensei angry was not a desireable option.

"Listen kids. Satou-san will be escorting the transfer student to our classroom. They should be here any minute now, so you are all to behave yourselves. That means shut your mouths, and let him or her speak, got it?"

A few muffled responses were heard, most of which sounded as tired or as though they just didn't care. Aoi himself hadn't cared much for any transfer student that was to come. The new kids were always too shy or just plain annoying, so he preferred to pay no attention to them at all rather than giving them a big welcome. Most of the class felt the same way, except Satou Harue. The energetic, handsome, intelligent, strong class president. Satou was every school girl's dream come true. A perfect boy, who was nice and kind, and like a prince. He would be one of the only ones in the class to make any new student feel like they fit in. How he did so in a school such as their's, Aoi had no idea.

The door slid open to the classroom, revealing the perfect class president in all his glory. The girls in the class literally stared at him with hearts in their eyes, some either drooling or squealing like fangirls. The figure of the transfer student could be spotted from behind the boy, but was hidden by his tall figure.

"Ah...and you must be?" Kobayashi-sensei questioned. Satou stepped out of the way, revealing the girl who lightly stepped into the room. The gasps from the male population had suddenly caught Aoi's attention. He foudn himself staring around the room to find lovestruck boys, which irritated him greatly. He turned to look at the student who was the center of attention, standing in front of the classroom.

"Um...My name is Kohaku Yamashita. I recently moved here from Kogashima. I hope I can become great friends with all of you!"

Aoi immediately began observing the girl. She had light clear creamy colored skin, which the boy immediately envied. Her blond locks reached about 5 inches below her shoulders in delicate curls that were accompanied by a purple clip. She had a petit slim figure, and stood about 146 cm. She was dressed in the plain school uniform, which Aoi hated to admit looked great on her. What had bothered Aoi most, was that she was so plain. She wore no accessories other than a purple clip in her hair, and wore no make-up. It as though she didn't even try, which greatly irritated the secret internet idol. If he was in her position, he would have definitely taken advantage of that cuteness. She was naturally so pretty, but did nothing to accent it.

He glared at his fellow classmates who wouldn't shut up about how cut they thought the girl was. After all, no one rivaled Aoi-chan. Aoi-chan would forever be the cutest, and this plain-jane could do nothing to change that. It didn't take him too long to decide that this girl needed to be taken down a few knotches. That fake sincerity, fake kindness, fake cuteness to hide her ugly personality...Aoi felt has though she were copying him. And that thing he hated the most was copycats.