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Sanemi is the strictest teacher, and he's the math teacher. The hardest subject in High School.
So you know his students dread going to his class.
Some pray, others just wish death, others just cry silently before his class.
Just one look from him makes a whole class silent.
If he goes in a different class to talk to a teacher, the class is loud, he comes in and its quiet. SILENT. Even other teachers are a bit afraid of him.
Most substitutes call him when they cant control a class.
It's crazy.
I mean the guy wears white shirt under an unbuttoned black jacket and pants, with a green-tinted version of the Demon Slayer Corps uniform's haori, and he has his top unbutton so you can kinda see his chest, it has to massive scars like an x. Not only that, his eyes are scary.. bloodshot, he has scars across his face and all over his arms... they're all massively jagged and scary!.. even his younger brother Genya has one across his face. But just one.
Nobody knows how they got them, nobody is brave enough to ask Sanemi but Genya? he just nervously laughed and said it was an accident when they were younger.
But to be honest, it isn't THAT bad.
Despite his class being hard, he actually explains really good, he even gives jollyranchers if you pass a test. Which is kinda rare.
And on a good day, he'll only give a couple assignments and if you're done, you can be on your phone or talk SILENTLY.
But there's this girl. She's a junior, shes sky and nervous all the time, she's tired all the time and mostly keeps to herself. But she's VERY smart in math. Every since she came to this school as a freshmen, shes passed and has gotten amazing grades in his class. He uses her as an example, she;s so good he doesn't even call on her, knowing she gets anxiety and stutters when he used to.
He's much nicer to her, if he's yelling at the class, he directs it to the whole class EXCEPT her.
And if shes missing an assignment? He gives her more time and doesn't take points off.
But he doesn't use her as an example all the time, and others don't know that he gives her extra time and stuff because he doesn't want her to feel like a teachers pet, and he doesn't want others to treat her like she's one.
He also knows her situation a little, her mother contacted him, saying that her and her husband are getting a divorce and have split custody, so she might be late on assignments or be more tired than usual.
So today, she comes to his class late, she has her head down, letting her long hair cover her face. Sanemi tells her to wait outside, that he needs to talk to her, she goes back outside and he tells the class to finish late or other assignments.
When he goes outside, he asks her softly to look up, she hesitates but looks up at him. She has a black eye, and small cuts, she looks tired and like she got done crying.
He examines her face for a couple seconds, then asks her who shes with currently. Her dad.
He nods once, asks her if she wants to talk more after class so they can speak in his class.
She nodded.
He allowed her to go back in and she sat in her seat, that's all the way in the back.
After class.. they speak.
He waits for her to talk, telling her to take her time.. She eventually talks in her quiet but hearable voice. Saying that shes currently with her dad.. that he did this, telling him that that reason her mother divorced him was because he found out that he would hurt her behind her back, but the court knew her father and gave in his favor to have split custody, that her mother is working on talking full custody... and she starts crying, telling him how shes afraid and begging him not to tell CPS because his father knows people and he might take her.
He nodded and comforted her throughout the whole time, telling her that he'll try his best to help her and her mother.
She wipes her tears away, asking if she can stay here since its his last class and he has planning, meaning no students. He nods, tells her that she can stay and goes back to his desk to inform her other teacher.
ADD DIALOGUE, DETAILS AND BE CREATIVE MAKE IT LONG AND GIVE THE GIRL A NAME AND LAST NAME, START FROM BEGINNING.
So you know his students dread going to his class.
Some pray, others just wish death, others just cry silently before his class.
Just one look from him makes a whole class silent.
If he goes in a different class to talk to a teacher, the class is loud, he comes in and its quiet. SILENT. Even other teachers are a bit afraid of him.
Most substitutes call him when they cant control a class.
It's crazy.
I mean the guy wears white shirt under an unbuttoned black jacket and pants, with a green-tinted version of the Demon Slayer Corps uniform's haori, and he has his top unbutton so you can kinda see his chest, it has to massive scars like an x. Not only that, his eyes are scary.. bloodshot, he has scars across his face and all over his arms... they're all massively jagged and scary!.. even his younger brother Genya has one across his face. But just one.
Nobody knows how they got them, nobody is brave enough to ask Sanemi but Genya? he just nervously laughed and said it was an accident when they were younger.
But to be honest, it isn't THAT bad.
Despite his class being hard, he actually explains really good, he even gives jollyranchers if you pass a test. Which is kinda rare.
And on a good day, he'll only give a couple assignments and if you're done, you can be on your phone or talk SILENTLY.
But there's this girl. She's a junior, shes sky and nervous all the time, she's tired all the time and mostly keeps to herself. But she's VERY smart in math. Every since she came to this school as a freshmen, shes passed and has gotten amazing grades in his class. He uses her as an example, she;s so good he doesn't even call on her, knowing she gets anxiety and stutters when he used to.
He's much nicer to her, if he's yelling at the class, he directs it to the whole class EXCEPT her.
And if shes missing an assignment? He gives her more time and doesn't take points off.
But he doesn't use her as an example all the time, and others don't know that he gives her extra time and stuff because he doesn't want her to feel like a teachers pet, and he doesn't want others to treat her like she's one.
He also knows her situation a little, her mother contacted him, saying that her and her husband are getting a divorce and have split custody, so she might be late on assignments or be more tired than usual.
So today, she comes to his class late, she has her head down, letting her long hair cover her face. Sanemi tells her to wait outside, that he needs to talk to her, she goes back outside and he tells the class to finish late or other assignments.
When he goes outside, he asks her softly to look up, she hesitates but looks up at him. She has a black eye, and small cuts, she looks tired and like she got done crying.
He examines her face for a couple seconds, then asks her who shes with currently. Her dad.
He nods once, asks her if she wants to talk more after class so they can speak in his class.
She nodded.
He allowed her to go back in and she sat in her seat, that's all the way in the back.
After class.. they speak.
He waits for her to talk, telling her to take her time.. She eventually talks in her quiet but hearable voice. Saying that shes currently with her dad.. that he did this, telling him that that reason her mother divorced him was because he found out that he would hurt her behind her back, but the court knew her father and gave in his favor to have split custody, that her mother is working on talking full custody... and she starts crying, telling him how shes afraid and begging him not to tell CPS because his father knows people and he might take her.
He nodded and comforted her throughout the whole time, telling her that he'll try his best to help her and her mother.
She wipes her tears away, asking if she can stay here since its his last class and he has planning, meaning no students. He nods, tells her that she can stay and goes back to his desk to inform her other teacher.
ADD DIALOGUE, DETAILS AND BE CREATIVE MAKE IT LONG AND GIVE THE GIRL A NAME AND LAST NAME, START FROM BEGINNING.
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Sanemi Shinazugawa was known throughout the school as the strictest teacher imaginable. As the math teacher, he was often labeled the bearer of dread for his students, who considered math to be the hardest subject in high school. The moment his class was about to start, the atmosphere shifted; students who were chatting would suddenly fall silent at just the sight of him.
He wore a white shirt under an unbuttoned black jacket, with dark pants to match. His strikingly green-tinted version of the Demon Slayer Corps uniform's haori seemed to command respect and a hint of fear. The scars that crisscrossed his body, jagged and harsh, told tales of battles fought—though no one dared to inquire how he acquired them. His eyes, bloodshot and fierce, were enough to send shivers down the spine of even the hardiest of students.
Among the many students in his class, there was one who stood out. Her name was Yuki Tanaka—a junior with a brilliant mind for math, though she was often clouded by a rainy demeanor. Yuki was incredibly smart, having aced every assignment and test he had thrown her way since her freshman year. When Sanemi used her as an example, it was always with the utmost care. He never called on her directly because he understood her anxiety, and his heart softened when he saw her discomfort.
On a good day, Yuki would leave his class with a jolly rancher tucked into her hand, a small reward for the effort she put into grasping difficult concepts. Sanemi also made accommodations for her, such as extending deadlines for assignments and giving her space when the pressure was too much. He understood her situation a little too well; her mother had contacted him about the divorce, explaining that Yuki was facing challenges outside of school that might seep into her academic life.
Today, however, there was an air of tension swirling around Yuki. As she stepped into class late, her head hung low, her long hair casting a shadow over her face. Sanemi paused in the middle of a complicated problem on the board, instantly noticing that something was seriously wrong.
“Yuki,” he called, and the whole class fell silent, sensing the gravity in his tone. “Please step outside for a moment.”
The moment she left, he turned to the rest of the class, his expression hardening slightly. “Finish the late assignments or you will all risk losing points. Get to work.”
Once the door closed behind Yuki, he stepped outside. "Look up for me," he said softly, trying to coax her to show him her face.
Yuki hesitated at first but slowly raised her head, revealing a black eye and small cuts across her cheek. She looked tired, as though she hadn’t slept in days, and the remnants of tears glistened in her eyes. For a moment, he took in her condition, feeling a mixture of anger and concern.
“Who are you with right now?” he asked, keeping his voice low and steady.
“My dad,” she mumbled, looking down again.
Sanemi nodded quietly, absorbing her words. “Do you want to talk more after class? We can speak in my classroom away from… prying eyes.”
She nodded almost imperceptibly, and he allowed her to return to her seat. Yuki sat in the back, her shoulders hunched forward and her gaze firmly planted on her desk.
After what felt like a lifetime, the class finally ended. As the last student trickled out, Sanemi turned his focus on Yuki, who remained seated, her face still buried in her hands.
“Yuki, take your time,” he encouraged, his voice gentle in the otherwise empty classroom.
She took a deep, shaky breath before looking up. “I… I’m with my dad,” she started, her voice barely above a whisper. “He did this.” She gestured vaguely to her face, tears welling up in her eyes again. “The reason my mom… my mom is getting a divorce is because she found out he was hurting me. But they got split custody anyway. The court… they didn’t listen.”
Sanemi clenched his jaw, anger thrumming beneath his calm exterior. “I’m so sorry to hear that, Yuki.”
“I… I’m scared, Mr. Shinazugawa. My dad knows people, and if you tell CPS… he’ll find a way to take me. They might believe him,” she said, her voice thick with emotion. “Please don’t tell anyone. My mom is working to get full custody, but… but it’s taking so long.”
He stepped closer, crouching down so he was at her level. “Yuki, I'm here to help you. If you feel unsafe, if you're in danger, we need to find a way to keep you safe.”
She shook her head vehemently, tears spilling down her cheeks. “No, please! I don’t want to go back to him! He’s not just hurt me physically, he yells and he… he can be worse than this.”
Sanemi nodded, his heart aching for her. “I’ll do my best to support you and your mom through this. But you have to promise me to speak up if you need help. You’re not alone, Yuki.”
She wiped her tears away with the back of her hand. “Can… can I stay here? Since it’s your last class? I won't be a bother, I promise. You’re just planning, right?”
“Absolutely, you can stay. In fact, I’ll let my other teacher know. Just give me a moment,” he said, rising from his crouch and making his way to his desk to send a quick email.
Yuki remained seated, a fragile sense of safety enveloping her as she watched him. For just a moment, the weight of her worries felt lighter. Although Sanemi remained a figure of strict authority to everyone else, for Yuki, he was slowly becoming a guardian in her time of need. As he returned to her with a nod, she felt a flicker of hope amidst the darkness that surrounded her life.
He wore a white shirt under an unbuttoned black jacket, with dark pants to match. His strikingly green-tinted version of the Demon Slayer Corps uniform's haori seemed to command respect and a hint of fear. The scars that crisscrossed his body, jagged and harsh, told tales of battles fought—though no one dared to inquire how he acquired them. His eyes, bloodshot and fierce, were enough to send shivers down the spine of even the hardiest of students.
Among the many students in his class, there was one who stood out. Her name was Yuki Tanaka—a junior with a brilliant mind for math, though she was often clouded by a rainy demeanor. Yuki was incredibly smart, having aced every assignment and test he had thrown her way since her freshman year. When Sanemi used her as an example, it was always with the utmost care. He never called on her directly because he understood her anxiety, and his heart softened when he saw her discomfort.
On a good day, Yuki would leave his class with a jolly rancher tucked into her hand, a small reward for the effort she put into grasping difficult concepts. Sanemi also made accommodations for her, such as extending deadlines for assignments and giving her space when the pressure was too much. He understood her situation a little too well; her mother had contacted him about the divorce, explaining that Yuki was facing challenges outside of school that might seep into her academic life.
Today, however, there was an air of tension swirling around Yuki. As she stepped into class late, her head hung low, her long hair casting a shadow over her face. Sanemi paused in the middle of a complicated problem on the board, instantly noticing that something was seriously wrong.
“Yuki,” he called, and the whole class fell silent, sensing the gravity in his tone. “Please step outside for a moment.”
The moment she left, he turned to the rest of the class, his expression hardening slightly. “Finish the late assignments or you will all risk losing points. Get to work.”
Once the door closed behind Yuki, he stepped outside. "Look up for me," he said softly, trying to coax her to show him her face.
Yuki hesitated at first but slowly raised her head, revealing a black eye and small cuts across her cheek. She looked tired, as though she hadn’t slept in days, and the remnants of tears glistened in her eyes. For a moment, he took in her condition, feeling a mixture of anger and concern.
“Who are you with right now?” he asked, keeping his voice low and steady.
“My dad,” she mumbled, looking down again.
Sanemi nodded quietly, absorbing her words. “Do you want to talk more after class? We can speak in my classroom away from… prying eyes.”
She nodded almost imperceptibly, and he allowed her to return to her seat. Yuki sat in the back, her shoulders hunched forward and her gaze firmly planted on her desk.
After what felt like a lifetime, the class finally ended. As the last student trickled out, Sanemi turned his focus on Yuki, who remained seated, her face still buried in her hands.
“Yuki, take your time,” he encouraged, his voice gentle in the otherwise empty classroom.
She took a deep, shaky breath before looking up. “I… I’m with my dad,” she started, her voice barely above a whisper. “He did this.” She gestured vaguely to her face, tears welling up in her eyes again. “The reason my mom… my mom is getting a divorce is because she found out he was hurting me. But they got split custody anyway. The court… they didn’t listen.”
Sanemi clenched his jaw, anger thrumming beneath his calm exterior. “I’m so sorry to hear that, Yuki.”
“I… I’m scared, Mr. Shinazugawa. My dad knows people, and if you tell CPS… he’ll find a way to take me. They might believe him,” she said, her voice thick with emotion. “Please don’t tell anyone. My mom is working to get full custody, but… but it’s taking so long.”
He stepped closer, crouching down so he was at her level. “Yuki, I'm here to help you. If you feel unsafe, if you're in danger, we need to find a way to keep you safe.”
She shook her head vehemently, tears spilling down her cheeks. “No, please! I don’t want to go back to him! He’s not just hurt me physically, he yells and he… he can be worse than this.”
Sanemi nodded, his heart aching for her. “I’ll do my best to support you and your mom through this. But you have to promise me to speak up if you need help. You’re not alone, Yuki.”
She wiped her tears away with the back of her hand. “Can… can I stay here? Since it’s your last class? I won't be a bother, I promise. You’re just planning, right?”
“Absolutely, you can stay. In fact, I’ll let my other teacher know. Just give me a moment,” he said, rising from his crouch and making his way to his desk to send a quick email.
Yuki remained seated, a fragile sense of safety enveloping her as she watched him. For just a moment, the weight of her worries felt lighter. Although Sanemi remained a figure of strict authority to everyone else, for Yuki, he was slowly becoming a guardian in her time of need. As he returned to her with a nod, she felt a flicker of hope amidst the darkness that surrounded her life.
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