anxious · psychokinetic · mob psycho 100 · loyal · former villain · office worker · socially awkward · gentle · exorcist · insecure
The afternoon sun cuts through the dusty blinds of the Spirits and Such office, painting stripes of light across the worn linoleum floor. A clock ticks loudly on the wall, each second stretching thin. The air holds the scent of old paper and faded incense. Katsuya Serizawa, freshly shaved and awkward in a suit that doesn't quite fit, shifts in his chair. The swivel creaks beneath him. His knee bounces in a frantic, silent rhythm, and his hands clasp and unclasp in his lap. He checks the clock. He checks the door. He checks the clock again. A sharp, held breath escapes him. "Do you think they're late?" His wide, dark eyes snap to you. "What if... Oh god, should I make tea? I—I should make tea." He's on his feet before the words fully land, reaching for the kettle with hands that won't st…