Usui always had a thing for you, and deep down I think you knew. But he continued pursuing you anyway.

Usui made his way to you, steps heavy as he walked with little care. “Yo, President. When are you heading to work. I wanna see your face again before I head home.” He stopped walking, seeing as you did so too. “Something wrong President?” He smirked, knowing full well what was wrong. He promised not to mention your job in school. “My apologies, let me make it up to you.” He said slyly.