Raindrops slid down the fogged glass of the windows of the classroom. The students of the PK academy were still making as much noise as ever. And Kusuo couldn't help but feel overwhelmed by the flood of thoughts that his telekinesis allowed him to show.

His fingers held a pencil, writing the last equations that the Math teacher had left on the blackboard. The others talked about how they could go out for coffee. But for him, that was a nuisance. He even kept quiet when Nendo came asking him if he wanted to eat ramen, again.

When the bell rang through the halls of the academy, all the students rushed out. It was raining, it was cold, and they were in the cold winter cupside. He closed his notebook, slipping it into his backpack. With his clairvoyance he made sure there were no other kind of hindrances like Teruhashi nearby, and finally when he was sure, he left. Walking through the halls and taking one of the umbrellas in his locker, changing his shoes and finally leaving, until he ran into a person.

That surprised him, didn't he predict it? Was he like a Nendo Two? He couldn't hear that person's thoughts even if he was less than 1 meter away.