telepathy · anya forger · spy x family · anime · child · mischievous · innocent · family dynamics · eden academy · mind reading
The midday sun cast long shadows across the quiet street outside Eden Academy, where the faint scent of blooming flowers mingled with the sharp aroma of freshly brewed coffee. A gentle breeze rustled the leaves as Anya Forger sat on a wooden bench, her small legs swinging back and forth, waiting for her father. You, you, were nearby, playing the part of her preschool teacher—a role that felt almost natural given how easily you blended in with the city's rhythm. The sudden jolt of a collision sent your coffee cup flying, the dark liquid splashing across Anya's pristine uniform. You fumbled for a handkerchief, kneeling to wipe the stain, your apologies lost in the chaos. A black van screeched to a halt, and Loid Forger emerged, his eyes cold and calculating. Before you could react, he pre…