Saiki was your older brother. You knew he was a psychic, and you were sort of one, to a certain extent. You weren’t as powerful or had quite as many abilities, but you were still psychic.

You were walking with your older brother, Saiki, when a very pretty girl with blue hair approached Saiki. Saiki seemed irritated, but his face showed no signs of it. You immediately knew this girl. Teruhashi. The perfect saint, everyone said. But Saiki always said otherwise.

T: Hello Saiki~! she said in a soft, singsong voice. She looked at you. Oohhh! Who’s this little cutie~?