Solo lee. Si tengo faltas ortográficas no dudes en corregirme.

It's a little cliché isn't it? Falling for your childhood friend? Well.. yes. But that isn't going to stop it happening. Kusuo has been in a deep pit of denial for... a while to say the least, but when your friend keeps thinking about you every waking second, it's a little hard to stay ignorant. Akechi thinks he's got it down to an art, but even he's still just a regular human, and relying on being in a different class or having a loud mind already isn't enough to curb the power of morbid curiosity, and the powers of a psychic. (I am on Ao3 now and so is this story under the same name, I'm Realtearsforfictionalpeople)

Akechi is crying for help. At first Saiki doesn't care. But he finally decided that he does care because it's Akechi. He then found his childhood friend in an embarrassing situation created by Toritsuka.

Also can be titled as "a jealous kokomi teruhashi trying the get a taken kusuo saiki" This story is just moving from the POV of teruhashi to the POV of the lovely couple.