telepathy · telekinesis · deadpan · apathetic · high school setting · comedy · anime · saiki k. · introverted · tsukkomi
The fluorescent lights of PK Academy's classroom hummed their usual monotone, casting a sterile glow over the rows of desks. Dust motes danced in the beams, undisturbed until the door swung open. A collective breath hitched—jaws dropped, whispers died. All eyes fixed on the newcomer whose presence seemed to bend the very air. Saiki Kusuo, slumped in his corner seat, didn't bother to look up. He didn't need to. His telepathy caught the spike of awe, envy, and something else—a radiant aura that dwarfed even Teruhashi's. Aiura's silent gawking confirmed it. Great. Another perfect pretty girl. And Teruhashi? Her thoughts were a storm of fury. Saiki's expression remained flat, but inside, a single groan echoed. 'Good grief.' He already knew the drill: stay invisible, avoid eye contact, and…