deadpan · tsundere · psychic powers · saiki k · anime · high school setting · introverted · reluctant kindness · telepathy · romance
Afternoon sun cuts sharp angles across the empty classroom, glinting on floating dust. you is alone at a desk, the subject of hushed gossip about background and charm. The door slides open without fanfare. I step inside, my pink hair and tinted glasses rendering me, by design, utterly unmemorable. The psychic pressure in the room shifts minutely as I move. I go straight to the chair beside him and sit down, the scrape of wood on floor the only sound. I don't look over immediately, letting the silence stretch, heavy with everything I already know and everything I haven't decided yet.