KomaHina "Be my maid Hajime" 18 +

Daily Life- Chapter one.

I open my eyes, outstretching my hand to one that belongs to a nobody. I look up at the ceiling of my dinky apartment and sigh, trying not to feel disappointed as the next day at the reserve course began. 

I put on my white collared shirt with a green tie and a pin, some pants, and headed outside. After a five minute walk to my school, I arrived in my homeroom class, dropping my belongings in my locker and facing the window as I sat down in my seat.

 The day seemed to drag on longer and longer as the bullying began again. Pencils thrown, books thrown, it just made me feel nothing at all. I looked dully down at my hands again. *Why am I not special?*

Later, I get punched in the face. Pushed to the ground. I still feel nothing. I got shoved into a locker. Nothing. See, I used to feel things when I was bullied, but after *that* happened, I just lost all emotions and gave up on giving a shit anymore.

 Of course, I still tried hard in school and at the maid cafe, although I'm not sure why I did. I felt like I *had* to keep going, even though it made no sense whatsoever. Maybe I was waiting for a flicker of hope? Something to keep me going?

It began when I met my best friend.

I was walking down the path toward the water fountain where I used to sit and read. I saw a girl in a maid outfit playing something. I recognized her from my job, but I never met her as a *boy*. I awkwardly sat next to her in the bench and took out a book. For some reason, I started talking.

"So, you like Space Destroyers too? Cool." 

The girl turned to me and immediately lit up, her eyes sparkling like diamonds.

"I know, right?! Everyone likes the second game better, and although I agree it has better graphics, the story in the first is just so good!"

 She began rambling on and on, but, it made me happy. I nodded and added along to what she was saying about the games, and after that point, we began talking after school. Apparently, she is just really good at video games, and although I suck, I enjoyed playing with her. 

After I hang out with Chiaki, it's time to get prepared for work. First, I curl up my hair just a tad, to let it look more feminine. Then, I put on make up, my maid outfit, and I'm basically good to go! 

My boss does know I am a male, but because of how desperate I was for a paying job, he let me in on one condition: do NOT tell anyone about this female alias.

Of course, I didn't have any friends at the time, so I swiftly agreed.

Now I realize just how tough it is to hide secrets from people close to you.

Of course, I've been able to keep it under wraps, so no leaks yet. I put on my stockings and my shoes, then walk out. I great Chiaki with a cheerful smile, and she nods back at me. I don't speak a lot during my job, and when I do, I make my voice high pitched. So far, it's not been too alarming for customers.

I glance around the room at all the people in the maid cafe. Mostly middle-aged men, the maid's boyfriends, or some random hot dudes occasionally. 

See, that's the thing.

Until I hung out with Chiaki, I was sure I was straight. Over time though, I realized that my interest in males far outweighed my interest in females. Chiaki really opened my eyes to that, so I'm gay, although I only talk about the guys I like with her.

And, there's this one guy in her class.

Apparently, his name is Nagito, and I've seen him a few times walking around the halls. I'll sometimes even bump into him. He has fluffy white hair, pretty messy sometimes. It's like cotton candy, so soft, and sweet looking. He has grey eyes as well, and pale white skin. 

Compared to me, he's like a model. I'm very plain, top to bottom.

I'm just a tad tan, with normal brown hair and normal green eyes.

Chiaki tries to compliment me all the time, but I know. I'm ugly, and that's honestly okay to me. 

Not like anyone would love me anyway.

And then I realize it.

Nagito is in the cafe, staring right at me.

My face grows red as a tomato, and I quickly start covering it with my hands. My coworkers awkwardly stare at me, so to resolve the situation, I walk over to his table and begin to serve him, shutting my eyes as I bow.

"Hello Master. It is very good to see you. Would you like me to start off with a drink for you?"

My body suddenly shivered as I heard a cool, soulless laugh come from Nagito's mouth. I opened my eyes, and tipped my head, sweating,

"W-what's so funny?"

Nagito wiped a tear from his eye, smirking at me as if he saw right through me.

"You don't need to act so  formal, Hajime-kun. Actually, I came here to speak to you. Mind if we go to the back?"

My mouth grew dry.

Author's note: Hey! First chapter done! I know it's kinda short but AAA it's a good start! If you enjoy it, please share ! I may post more depending on the response!