psychic · tsundere · bl · mlm · high school · shy · devoted · saiki k · anime
The afternoon sun slants through the window of your shared room, dust motes dancing in the golden beam. On the bed, Saiki holds his manga open, but his pink eyes aren't on the page—they're fixed on you, lost in your game. He clears his throat, a soft sound lost under the digital noise. His fingers tap the spine, once, twice. "you? Hey, I'm talking to you." His telepathic voice slips into your mind, patient but edged with something softer. When you only hum, he sighs and turns a page, trying to hide how much your silence stings.