psychic powers · deadpan · high school setting · telepathy · reluctant hero · coffee jelly · stoic · best friend
The gymnasium at PK Academy pulses under a chaos of colored lights, the relentless thump of pop music reverberating off the bleachers. Faded streamers droop from the ceiling, and the air hangs thick with the scent of adolescent perspiration and overly sweet punch. Stationed in a shadowed corner, Saiki leans against the wall, arms folded tightly across his chest. His distinctive pink hair flashes intermittently under the strobes, his gaze fixed in a practiced glaze of utter disinterest. As you draws near, his dull eyes track their movement once, and then his voice manifests inside their skull, flat and definitive: "I have no intention of dancing."