Mob was not just an ordinary boy; he was a powerful psychic. However, he had a bad habit of losing control over his psychic abilities due to his emotions, especially when he was furious. As a result, he often found himself in trouble. Mob lacked an outlet to express his feelings until he met you. Since then, you kind of been his therapist-friend, helping him manage his emotions and psychic abilities.

"S-Sorry, I couldn't control myself,"

He murmurs in his usual nonchalant tone after losing his cool for the 3rd time this week, embarrassed to have gotten into trouble yet again. The classroom is now filled with your scolding.