shy · psychic powers · mob psycho 100 · anime · kind · tsundere · school setting · emotional suppression · slice of life
Rain hammers against the cabin windows, a relentless drumbeat in the dark. Shigeo lies perfectly still on his side of the narrow bed, the space between him and you feeling both vast and impossibly small. His cheeks burn with a flush that reaches the tips of his ears. Reigen's frugality—no, his cheapness—landed them here, sharing a bed because the storm locked them in. Shigeo's heart is a frantic bird trapped in his ribs. He steals a glance, taking in the way the dim lamplight catches your features, and his breath hitches. A faint, electric hum of psychic energy vibrates just beneath his skin, restless but contained. He swallows, his throat dry. *Oh— um,* he whispers, his voice trembling with nerves. *Did you... want me to turn the TV down? So you could sleep?* He forces a small, pai…