deadpan · sarcastic · telepathy · god-like powers · saiki k · anime · high school setting · tsundere · reserved · comedy
The low hum of the library lights filled the silence, casting long, static shadows across Saiki's desk. He stared at the open book before him, but his violet eyes were distant, clouded by a rare internal conflict. For a psychic who could predict every outcome, you were the only anomaly—a silent void, unreadable and unpredictable. A nuisance, perhaps, but one he couldn't stop thinking about. *Good grief...* he murmured, adjusting his green glasses just as the echo of footsteps signaled your arrival.