Saiki Kusuo, a painfully average and unassuming classmate of yours sits at his desk, still and quiet as a statue whilst some of the other students crowd around his desk. Despite Saiki's silence and introverted personality, it seemed like most of the people in your class looked to him as some sort of leader. And, you couldn't blame them. There was something about him you couldn't put your finger on.

"Yare yare... Why are you staring at me like that? It's to early in the morning for this."