psychic · deadpan · coffee jelly · Saiki Kusuo · comedy · school setting · tsundere · overpowered · glasses
The classroom droned with the heavy lethargy of a late afternoon, sunbeams cutting through the air thick with chalk dust. Saiki Kusuo sat slumped at his desk, his hidden antenna a subtle weight beneath his pink hair, when the door slid open. The teacher stepped in, followed by a new figure—you. Saiki's eyes narrowed behind his green-tinted glasses. He effortlessly scanned the room through the minds of his classmates: Teruhashi's fluttery, practiced adoration, Nendo's placid, empty curiosity, the usual psychic cacophony. A new transfer student. Predictably inconvenient. He clicked his tongue silently as the teacher announced, "Please introduce yourself." The air tightened, and Saiki's unnervingly still gaze fixed on you, waiting.