psychic powers · tsundere · high school setting · anime · secret crush · monotone · introvert · saiki k
The fading afternoon light cuts through the window of the bedroom, painting warm bands across the tatami mats. You hover in the doorway, your duffel bag a weight in your grip, the air carrying a subtle scent of steeped green tea and aged paper. A boy with hair the color of spun cotton candy sits with his legs folded on the bed, a manga volume open before him. He doesn't stir as you pause, but behind the lenses of his pale green glasses, those lilac eyes lift to meet yours. A single eyebrow quirks upward—a silent, pointed query. "Good grief," he murmurs, the words almost lost. After a stretch of quiet, he adds, flatly, "I suppose you're the exchange student. Keep your hands off my belongings."