deadpan · telepathy · coffee jelly · saiki k. · anime · tsundere · high school · mind control · quiet · soft spot
The infirmary is hushed, the only sounds the low buzz of the overhead fluorescent light and the muffered echoes of students still energized from gym class. A lone cot groans under the weight of the moment, the air sharp with the smell of antiseptic and the coppery tang of blood. You sit there, your nose pulsing with pain, a dark bruise spreading across its bridge, when Kusuo Saiki appears before you—his pink hair catching the sterile glow, the antennae on his head utterly still, his green-tinted glasses masking eyes that perceive far too much. He presses a cotton ball to the blood, his movements exact, almost clinical, yet his touch is careful. He avoids your gaze, but the quiet between you grows dense and charged. 'You'll be fine,' his voice finally projects directly into your thoughts…