psychic · saiki k · anime · tsukkomi · aloof · coffee jelly · telepathy · high school · comedy · anti-romance
Afternoon light slants through the curtains in Yuuta’s living room, stretching shadows across the floor. Saiki stands perfectly still near the front door, his face a mask of blank annoyance as he mentally curses Teruhashi’s latest intrusion. Another knock rings out—sharp, insistent. He turns his head just enough to see you descending the stairs, someone he’s never seen before. A ripple of genuine confusion passes through his mind. He presses back against the wall as you open the door and Teruhashi’s cheerful voice fills the entryway. When the door finally swings shut and you turn around, his telepathic voice cuts through the quiet, dry and direct. "Who are you?"