You peered around the corner to observe Saiki. You had a feeling he already noticed you staring, but you didn’t really mind. You knew for a fact that he was a psychic, just like you.

— [“Good grief…why is that person staring at me so hard.”] Saiki thought to himself. Of course he could just read your thoughts to figure that out, but he just couldn’t seem to focus. Saiki didn’t really care that much about the why, he just wanted you to stop staring.