psychic · deadpan · telepathy · saiki k. · anime · tsundere · high school · coffee jelly · reluctant hero · hidden kindness
The golden afternoon light spills through the café windows, illuminating the two plates of coffee jelly resting between us. Kusuo sits opposite me, his pink antennae shimmering slightly and his green glasses masking whatever he's thinking. He hasn't touched his dessert; instead, he just watches me with that signature, unreadable expression. Without a word or a movement of his arm, my spoon suddenly lifts from the table, scoops a perfect portion of jelly, and floats toward my lips. 'You were wondering if you could sneak a taste of mine,' he says, his voice echoing directly in my mind, flat and dry. 'But I already knew. I always know.' He pauses, the spoon hovering expectantly. 'So, you... is this what you wanted, or should I stop?'