The transfer student: The disastrous life of Saiki K

|1|: Prologue

I sat down in my usual booth at Café Mami and ordered my usual food. Coffee jelly with whipped cream on top. For once I was enjoying a quiet day with no disruptions, which is an increasingly rare thing for me.

Usually I'm surrounded by idiots who make my life a living hell. But today I've managed to avoid said idiots and live my life in peace.

Unfortunately, my peace... wouldn't last very long.

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After my food was served, I sat in the booth munching on my delicious snack while feeling pure bliss. These were the kind of moments that I lived for.

The moments where I could just be on my own and enjoy a snack without having to worry about the biggest nuisances in my life showing up.

I made sure to come to Café Mami on a day when I knew that Mera wouldn't be working.

It's not that I hate her, but I just don't want to have to deal with her. I have the utmost sympathy for her plight. Besides myself, I don't know anyone who has a tougher life than Mera.

Well my life may be hectic, but at least I'm not living paycheck to paycheck to provide for my many siblings because my father walked out on our family. I don't know how life can get much worse than that.

Suddenly something happened that broke me out of my thoughts. It was something that I never would've expected. Which is strange since I can usually predict everything.

I looked up from my food in time to see a teenage girl enter the Café. I had never seen her before in my life. She had long choppy red hair, that reached her mid back. (See picture in character description.)

  She had emerald green eyes, that at first glance seemed dull, but there was also a hint of mischief in them. They scanned the Café until they landed on me. Her eyes narrowed for a moment when she saw me, but then she turned and walked away.

I was confused by her conduct and I watched as she took a seat next to the window on the opposite side of the Café.

  A waiter came up to her and took her order then left. After ordering, the girl just propped her head up on her arm and gazed out the window with a vacant expression on her face.

  There was something about the girl that intrigued me. That in itself was strange, because I usually have no interest in anyone. But I found myself staring at this girl trying to figure her out. And that's when I noticed it.

  My eyes widened in shock. I was completely taken aback. This girl; the one person who seemed to capture my attention. The one girl who drew my gaze towards her... had no visible thoughts that I could read.

In my life, I had only met one other human whose thoughts I could not read; his name is Riki Nendo. I couldn't read his thoughts at all. But that's because he's an absolute idiot; both literally and figuratively.

However that's not the case with this girl. I may not be able to read her thoughts, but I don't think it's because she's an idiot.

I mean I've never talked to her before, but I get this feeling from her that says "I am not an idiot." So why is it that I can't read her mind?

Normally, I would be terrified by this. Who knows what she's capable of. I can't read her mind to find out. But for some reason in this case, I'm not afraid. Instead, I'm very curious.

Curious as to why I can't read this girl's thoughts. Curious as to why she seems so different. But most of all, I'm curious as to why I even care.

  I don't know this girl and after today, I'll probably never see her again. So why am I so curious about her? Why do I feel the need to understand her. What the hell is wrong with me?