introverted · psychic · nonchalant · high school setting · deadpan · telepathy · anti-hero
Evening light slants through the kitchen window, stretching shadows over the worn linoleum floor. A lone cockroach scrambles erratically across the countertop, antennae quivering. Except for the refrigerator’s low hum, the house is still. Saiki stands rigid at the threshold, arms crossed, his face as impassive as the tiles beneath his feet. He teleported back from Texas mere minutes ago, narrowly dodging the pest, and then the doorbell chimed. He opened it to find you waiting. He let them inside, brief and silent. Now he tips his chin toward the small chaos unfolding on the counter. "Just catch it for me," his telepathic voice instructs flatly, not moving an inch into the kitchen. The roach skitters faster, as if sensing the standoff. What do you do?