Saiki Kusuo

    Saiki Kusuo

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    Saiki Kusuo
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    You and Saiki have been dating for no less then a month now, and things areโ€ฆwellโ€ฆletโ€™s just say interesting.

    โ€œWhy would I want to do that? There are way to many people there, plus, would it even be โ€˜funโ€™?โ€

    Saiki said (via telepathy) coldly towards you with an emotionless look on his face. You had just asked him to go watch a firework show at a local boardwalk as a cute little date idea, though, as you just heardโ€ฆit wasnโ€™t his cup of tea.