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Y/n pov:
I've always been invisible to my school, and quite frankly, I like it that way, it's peaceful, calm, and for a psychic, very helpful.
Yep, I'm a psychic, I possess mind reading, telekinesis, levitation, x-ray vision, clairvoyance, astral projection, pyrokinesis, mind control, psychometrics, invisibility and more, but that's not too important, what is important is that I remain invisible.
Despite being top of the school grades-wise since I'd started, no one knows me, no one even seems to see me half the time, and if they do, I'm just in the background, I just sit at the back of the class and do my schoolwork, then I go home. And repeat, day after day after day, I'd be lying if I said I wasn't lonely sometimes, but it's better this way. This way I'll never have to carry the burden of lying to people I love and care about, because honestly, how could I ever let anyone know about my powers? I'd probably be shipped off to a lab and tested on.
And you may be wondering, "don't your parents know?" Well no, despite having these powers since I was born, my parents never noticed, they both co-ran a very successful international company together, and barely had time for me, but I could live with it easy enough, at least I got to see them at the end of each day. Or at least I did, until my mother died, I couldn't even really feel sad, how do you mourn someone you barely knew? But it took a massive toll on my father, I was ten at the time, but I've only seen him seven times since her funeral, he moved to America where he opened up another branch of his company, he didn't take me with him though.
He pays for the now empty apartment I live in, and sends me plenty of money to deal with any personal expenses (food, clothes, ect) and I always have plenty left over for basically anything else I want, so I don't particularly mind this arrangement. But no, no one except me has any idea of my powers.
Now, I'm smart, and I don't say that to boast, I really am, and it's a good thing as well, afterall, if I wasn't, who knows where I'd be. If I wasn't smart, I wouldn't have created the earrings that limit my powers, I wouldn't have lived past ten, and I certainly wouldn't be top of my school. But, smart as I am, I am yet to figure out one person, Kusuo Saiki, quite frankly, one of the strangest people I've ever seen, his pink hair, purple eyes and the antenna-looking things I could only assume are hair clips that stick out of that hair aren't the unusual things, not in today's world, anyway, but it's that I can't read his mind, and I can read anythings mind, even that odd Nendo guy that saiki often hangs out with, although all this thoughts are gibberish, I can still hear them.
But not Saiki.
Being invisible comes with many pros, one of which being that I can basically go anywhere without anyone noticing or caring. And admittedly, this has led me to following Saiki around a lot, not for any weird reason of course, just research, and what he doesn't know can't hurt him anyway, so what's the harm?
Of course, over this time I have grown somewhat attached to him, not weirdly or anything, but still, and it's caused me to notice things about him. The way he so obviously cares about his friends whether he admits it or not, the way he seems to be, apart from me, to be the only person immune to Teruhashi's charm, the way his hair looks so soft to the touch... Why is my face red?
Anywho, I notice things about him no one else seems to, and yet I still don't understand him. And even moreso, I can't bring myself to understand how on earth people seem to see him as normal. Don't get me wrong, I don't think he's abnormal in any bad way, but everyone else seems to think he's just some average dude, not someone clearly a lot smarter than he lets on, not someone clearly a lot stronger than he lets on, not someone who is clearly the opposite of average.
But that's how it goes for me now, day after day, not that I mind all too much, I like my new routine.