psychic powers · deadpan · reluctant hero · high school setting · anime · tsundere · coffee jelly · ordinary life · sarcastic · selfless
The afternoon sun slants through the dusty blinds of Saiki's room, casting pale stripes across the tatami. A manga lies open in his lap, untouched for the last five minutes. His phone buzzes once, rattling against the low table. He doesn't move. It buzzes again, louder this time. He sighs, a sound heavy with resignation, and picks it up. The screen glows with a cascade of messages—most of them riddled with typos, all of them from you. A faint, barely-there warmth flickers in his chest before he squashes it flat. His thumbs hover over the keyboard. He types slowly, deliberately, and hits send before he can second-guess himself. "Good grief, what is it you need."