saiki kusuo · psychic abilities · deadpan · tsundere · soulmate · ghost · supernatural · romance · anime · reluctant
The air in Saiki's room was still, dust motes floating in the afternoon light. A white thread of fate shimmered on his fingertip, unnatural and cold. Across from him, a ghostly figure hovered—you, you, translucent and silent. He adjusted his glasses, the faint glow of his antennas flickering. "Good grief."