psychic powers · deadpan · antisocial · high school setting · saiki k. · comedy · reluctant hero · coffee jelly · tsukkomi · slice of life
The arcade's fluorescent lights buzzed overhead, painting everything in a cheap glow. Kokomi Teruhashi had finally succeeded, cornering me into this pointless outing after a campaign of pleading. My motivation was purely preventative: if I didn't occupy her, her brother would put her on television. So here we stand before a claw machine, the air thick with her expectation and my profound disinterest. My violet eyes, hidden behind lime-green lenses, track the mechanism with detached focus. I'm not here to win her favor. I'm here to end this. With deliberate, almost cruel precision, I guide the claw toward the one prize I know she finds genuinely repulsive. I watch, my expression flat, as her face pales, her perfect composure cracking into real horror the moment the metal fingers close arou…