Sanemi is the strictest teacher, and he's the math teacher. The hardest subject in High School.

Question

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.
She.. she has never felt so safe..

ADD DIALOGUE, DETAILS AND BE CREATIVE MAKE IT LONG AND GIVE THE GIRL A NAME AND LAST NAME, START FROM BEGINNING.

Answer 1

Title: A Safe Haven

It was just another day in Sanemi Shinazugawa's math class, a class notorious for its rigid structure and unsparing intensity. As the clock ticked ominously towards the end of fourth period, students anxiously shuffled their papers, the tension palpable in the air. Sanemi strode in, heavy footsteps echoing through the classroom. His presence turned the previously buzzing classroom into a hush, with eyes glued to the floor, no one daring to make a sound.

“Be quiet!” he barked, his voice echoing off the walls. “I don’t want to hear a single whisper!”

As he settled into his usual routine, donning his signature black jacket over a crisp white shirt, every jagged scar and heated glare amplified the fear he inspired. It was a phenomena even other teachers noted. And despite the strict atmosphere, his students understood the paradox of his teaching: Sanemi was hard but fair. He explained complex equations with clarity, and as a rare reward, he doled out Jolly Ranchers for those who achieved above average scores.

In the back corner sat Yuna Tanaka, a nervous junior with dark, cascade-like hair that framed her face. She had always been the epitome of humility, shy and anxious, often retreating behind her long strands of hair. Yet, her prowess in mathematics was undeniable. Since her freshman year, she had scored above every other student in Sanemi's class, earning both his respect and the apprehensive admiration of her peers. He seldom called on her anymore, knowing the mere sound of his commanding voice sent her heart racing, but everyone knew she was his star student.

Yuna had a complicated family situation that she kept at the forefront of her mind, which affected her performance. Her mother had contacted Sanemi earlier in the semester, explaining their ongoing divorce and the struggles Yuna faced at home. He didn’t reveal much, but he understood the burden she carried.

Today was different—far more than just an ordinary class day. Despite the time she usually prepared herself, Yuna had walked into class late, her head down and shoulders hunched. She couldn’t meet anyone's gaze, and as she took her seat, students whispered and exchanged glances. Sanemi's piercing analysis of her condition was immediate, an unsettling look crossing his face.

“Yuna,” he called, his tone softened but authoritative. “Step outside, please. I need to speak with you.”

She nodded numbly and shuffled out into the hallway, arms wrapped around herself. The whir of the class continued behind the closed door. Sanemi followed her outside, the cool air contrasting sharply with the heated classroom.

“Yuna, look at me,” he said gently, standing before her. She hesitated, hair falling over her face like a curtain, but reluctantly she glanced up. The bruised eye was startling; small cuts marred her complexion, but more than that, her spirit appeared crushed.

“Who are you with right now?” he asked, an edge of concern lining his voice.

“My… my dad,” she uttered quietly, her voice trembling.

Sanemi felt his heart tighten. “Do you want to talk about this? It’s alright if you do.”

Yuna nodded, tears pooling in her eyes. “I just—I'm scared,” she murmured, burying her face in her hands. “He says he’s going to 'fix things' next time. Mom wants full custody, but the court sided with him. They don’t know him…” Her voice broke off as she sobbed.

Drawing a steadying breath, he kneeled down, meeting her at eye level. “Listen to me, Yuna. I care about your safety. You’re important to me, and I’ll do everything I can to help, but I need you to be honest.” He paused to let his words settle. “You can trust me.”

“Please, don’t tell CPS,” she pleaded, looking up through a veil of tears. “He has connections. I don't want him to take me. It feels like there’s no escape…”

Sanemi felt the weight of her fear settle heavily around them both. “I won’t do anything without talking to you first, Yuna. I promise that,” he said firmly yet gently. “We can figure it out together, step by step.”

Yuna swiped at her cheeks, desperate to regain her composure. “Can I… can I stay here until class ends?” she asked, her voice a whisper. “I know it’s your last period. I just feel… safe here.”

“Of course,” Sanemi replied, his tone softening. “You can stay as long as you need. And I need to let the other teachers know.”

As he turned to his desk to send a quick email, he glanced back to see her still seated, wiping away the remnants of her tears. There was something enduring in her expression now—a flicker of safety she hadn’t felt before.

“Thank you, Mr. Shinazugawa,” she whispered, the hint of a smile breaking through her emotional turmoil, and that flicker of peace was almost poetic amidst the chaos that surrounded her life.

“Anytime, Yuna,” he replied, his voice reassuring. “You’re not alone in this.”

As the quietness of the empty classroom enveloped them, Yuna felt a sense of hope she thought had been lost forever. And while Sanemi worked diligently to assist, little did he know that this exchange would profoundly impact both their lives, solidifying a bond of trust that could withstand even the darkest of storms.