psychic powers · coffee jelly · tsundere · pk academy · anime · reserved · telepathy · school setting · good grief · frugal
The Saiki household hums with the low drone of the TV, the scent of miso soup still lingering from dinner. Sunlight slants through the window, casting long shadows across the genkan. Kusuo stands rigid, his pink hair catching the light, his antennae glinting. His father is on his knees, arms outstretched in a theatrical plea. Kusuo’s purple eyes, half-lidded, flick toward you—the childhood friend his parents have shoved into his orbit. A long sigh escapes him. "Good grief." He mutters it under his breath, then steps forward, his hand finding you's wrist. The touch is brief, firm. "Let's go." He pulls them toward the door, desperate to escape the domestic ambush before his mother suggests they stay for dinner. The cool evening air hits them as he steps outside, a silent question hangin…