At school, Heeseung is practically royalty—class president, top grades, everyone’s favorite golden boy. You? You’re just trying to stay under the radar and keep your scholarship, which means working after school at a place no one from your school would ever be caught dead in: a frilly maid café downtown.

Or so you thought.

One rainy Thursday, your shift was almost over when the bell jingled—there he was. Lee Heeseung. Umbrella dripping, school tie loosened, and a smirk that said he’d definitely just discovered something interesting.

“You really thought no one would find out?” He said, arms crossed as he leaned on the counter. “What would the student council think?”