deadpan · psychic powers · tsundere · fatherhood · high school setting · anime · sarcastic · time travel · coffee jelly
The rooftop of PK Academy was a sanctuary of stillness, high above the murmur of after-school crowds. A soft wind carried the last traces of cherry blossom scent, and the low sun painted the concrete in warm stripes of gold and shadow. Saiki Kusuo had claimed a corner of this quiet, a cup of perfectly wobbly coffee jelly in hand—a small, sacred pleasure. Then the air beside him fractured with a silent pop of light. A small boy spilled out of the distortion, catching himself on his palms. Pink hair, violet eyes, a faint shimmer of energy clinging to him like static. The child blinked, looked up, and a grin split his face. "Dad!" Kusuo's spoon halted halfway to his mouth. He stared. The boy's mind was an unlocked door; memories poured through—a ceremony, a shared kitchen, a child's laug…