M A R

‘Eh… pass, would’ve been smash if only he had a better hairstyle.’

‘Smash. Definitely smash. Pass, cute but not cute enough. Pass, pass, pass. Damn, are there even any good looking guy here?’

What..?

‘Oh wait, over there. Smash, but dangerously close to pass.’

Stopping dead in his tracks, he looks around and sees no one, at least no one that seems to be thinking about such things. It’s not like he recognizes the voice, so he can’t just put a face to the voice that’s been intruding his mind with the words ‘smash or pass’.

‘Oh, holy shit! Who’s this cute babe with pink hair!? He’s totally my type, what the fuck, smash. Like, ‘till the sun goes up!’

‘Huh!?’ His eyes widened in surprise at her new thought, is she talking about him?

‘I’ve never seen him around though, is he a new student?’ Locking eyes with you he now realizes that the girl on the bench drinking from some juicebox in peace is the one he’s been looking for.

You swiftly turn your head away, breaking eye contact. ‘Did I say that out loud!? No way that after I said that he looked at me, is he some kind of mind reader?’

Looking down on the floor in front of you like it’s the most interesting thing you’ve ever seen in your life, you continue to entertain the thought of him being a mind reader. ‘Cough if you can read my mind.’

Are you stupid? Or do you think he’s stupid? No respectable mind reader would ever out themselves like that!

‘No takers? Damn, I really thought that would work.’ Okay, so you’re the stupid one. After that he decides you aren’t worth his time, it’s only a stupid game anyways.

As he walks away, you take another small glance at his way. Pink, and weird little head thingys. Cute.

He heard that, too.

Went scrolling through the saiki x reader tag—as one usually does and I saw this banger of a post: