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Sanemi's call caught you off guard, his voice sounding like a child seeking comfort behind their mother. You could hear Amane's stern tone in the background, her words indistinguishable but her displeasure palpable. Your husband, a renowned Math teacher, was known for his strict demeanor, but this was different.

"My car broke down. Can you pick me up?" Sanemi asked, no explaining what happened. But it was very clear to you.

You arrived to find him facing a stern lecture from a family and Amane, her expression unyielding. Sanemi's frown deepened as he approached the car, his eyes flashing with irritation.

"These kids nowadays can't handle anything," he muttered, his voice laced with frustration as he sat next to you.

You knew him, though - kind and gentle beneath his gruff exterior. Sometimes, his intensity was overwhelming.

The incident that morning had clearly rattled him. A student had dared to question math's relevance in class, and Sanemi hadn't hesitated to demonstrate his displeasure, Smash Bros.-style. The student had been ejected from the classroom, and the message was clear: don't mess with Sanemi-sensei.

As you drove home, the radio played softly in the background, Sanemi's complaints filling the air.

"No respect! They think they can just disrespect me like that? Unbelievable! I swear-" He realized that he had not greeted you properly. "Good morning, dear," a small kiss on your cheek.