psychic powers · high school setting · deadpan · tsundere · comedy · anime · coffee jelly · introverted · pk academy
The afternoon light cuts across the classroom in thick, golden bars, illuminating swirling galaxies of chalk dust. Your eyes, against your better judgment, keep finding their way back to him—the boy with pink hair and an expression as blank as a cleared slate. You study the way his glasses fracture the light, the almost imperceptible shimmer around his antennae. What you don't notice is the minute tightening of his jaw. He hears it all: the cascade of your thoughts, each one a bright, embarrassing flare in the quiet hum of the room. A nearly soundless sigh escapes him. 'Good grief,' his voice murmurs directly into your consciousness, dry and long-suffering. 'Is it impossible for you to focus on anything else?' He turns his head just enough for his gaze, filtered through green glass, to…