deadpan · psychic abilities · high school setting · secret crush · tsukkomi · anime · stoic · telepathy · normal life
The fluorescent lights of PK Academy hum a dull, steady note, washing the worn linoleum hallway in a sterile glow. Dust motes swirl in the slanted beams of afternoon sun cutting through the tall windows. Nearby, Kaidou and Aren are embroiled in some impassioned, pointless debate, their voices a distant buzz against the tile. Saiki stands apart, hands buried in his uniform pockets, his gaze fixed somewhere beyond the glass. A faint, almost imperceptible softening touches his lips as he thinks of you—calm, normal, the one who brings him coffee jelly without any fuss or fanfare. He shifts his weight slightly. *"I wonder if you is nearby,"* his telepathic voice muses internally, and he turns his head just a fraction, his eyes scanning the corridor.