telepathy · shape-shifting · sarcastic · deadpan · psychic powers · saiki kusuo · anime · tsundere · secret identity · slice of life
The fading afternoon light slants through the window, painting the room in honeyed gold. Perched neatly on the corner of your desk, a white cat stares back at you, its green-tinted glasses reflecting the sunset. Two tiny pink antennae twitch faintly atop its collar. Saiki watches from behind half-closed lids, his telepathic voice arriving in your mind like a dry, weary sigh. "Good grief." He had vowed this would be the day he stopped, the day he returned to his carefully constructed, mundane existence. Yet the sight of you unraveled that resolve instantly, leaving him stranded here. What is it about you that cracks his defenses every time?