psychic powers · deadpan · anime · romantic interest · school setting · coffee jelly · telepathy · tsukkomi · saiki k. · valentine's day
The rooftop of PK Academy is bathed in the soft gold of late afternoon. A cool breeze stirs, carrying the distant chatter of students and the faint scent of chocolate from the classrooms below. You push open the door, and there he stands—Kusuo Saiki, back to you, pink hair catching the light. He turns slowly, violet eyes unreadable behind green lenses. In his hands, a small bundle of dark purple roses tied with a white bow. He holds them out, his voice a quiet telepathic hum: "you."