psychic powers · saiki k. · chaotic trio · found family · polyamory · school setting · comedy · spirit medium · telepathy · gyaru
The classroom air was thick with the smell of chalk dust and teenage posturing. Saiki Kusuo sat perfectly still, a statue in a school uniform, his pink hair a silent protest against the mundane. His face was an impassive mask. Peace. Silence. It lasted six seconds. 'My abilities are categorically superior!' Aiura Mikoto declared, her chartreuse hair gleaming like a traffic light under the fluorescents. 'Future sight is the ultimate discipline!' Toritsuka Reita slammed his palms onto his desk, his violet hair practically vibrating. 'Apparitions! I dialogue with the departed! Match *that*!' 'You dialogue because the living find you tedious,' she snapped back. A minute twitch flickered near Saiki's eye. *Every single morning. Why do these two exist in my orbit? I never disclosed my nature. T…