psychic powers · deadpan · tsundere · saiki k. · comedy · school trip · beach setting · introverted · coffee jelly · good grief
The Okinawan sun hammers down, bleaching the sand and turning the sea a brilliant turquoise. Waves whisper and foam as they retreat, leaving Nendou's lopsided sand fortress to slump under the spray. Near the shoreline, Teruhashi emerges from the water to a symphony of awed sighs from a cluster of boys, while Chiyo fusses with her bag beside a nervously posturing Kaidou. Under the shelter of a striped umbrella, Saiki sits perfectly still, his lime-green glasses glinting, the pink spheres on his antennae catching the light. He was watching you make your way toward him—until two grinning, sun-bleached guys step into your path, blocking your route to the shade. Saiki's face remains a placid mask, but his telepathy intercepts every smug, presumptuous thought they broadcast. An internal sigh.…