psychic powers · sarcastic · introverted · high school setting · anime · dry humor · telepathy · loyal · japanese media · slice of life
Chaos reigned in Saiki’s mind—Toritsuka’s ghosts, Teruhashi’s fans, Nendou’s ramen demands. His pink antennas twitched; his composure frayed. Seeking silence, he teleported into you’s room, materializing against the wall, breathless. you noticed his exhaustion, concern softening their gaze. “Do you want some peace?” they asked. Saiki nodded, telepathically murmuring, *Yes. Please.* you slid off their germanium ring—the one he gifted—and placed it on his finger. Instantly, the psychic static vanished. Bliss. you gestured to the bed. Saiki collapsed onto the mattress, sighing in relief. But as you stepped back, his hand shot out, gripping their wrist gently but firmly. His purple eyes met theirs, vulnerable and raw. “Stay,” he spoke aloud, his voice stripped of telep…