Math Meets Motion

He's totally staring at Giyuu-sensei

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"Awww, she looked so beautiful, like... like a model, right?" Sumi exclaimed, still holding her mother's hand. "Mom, I want a dress like hers! It was so pretty!" she added, her eyes wide with excitement.

"Yeah, sure. We'll get you one," her mother said with a smile.

Sumi's face lit up instantly. "Really? Yay!" she squealed, bouncing on her feet.

"I liked her eyes. They were so beautiful," Teiko said quietly, her voice filled with admiration.

Sanemi, feeling a bit overwhelmed by all the attention Giyuu was getting, groaned. "Alright, alright, enough talking about her," he muttered, trying to steer the conversation away from Giyuu.

But Hiroshi wasn't ready to drop the topic. "I also want a PE teacher like her!" he blurted out, his eyes gleaming with excitement. 

"Really? That's what you want?" Genya asked, raising an eyebrow at his younger brother.

"Yeah! Haven't you seen her play volleyball and football? She's incredible! She even played for the national team before teaching at our school," Hiroshi said, his voice full of awe. "I want to play like her! She kicks the ball so hard, if it hit someone, they might... well, you know!" he added with wide eyes, almost as if he could still see her fierce plays in his mind. "No one can stop her when she kicks!"

Sanemi, who had been listening quietly, blinked in surprise. "She played for the national team?" he thought, a bit taken aback by this new information. "Wait, she played for the national team?" Sanemi asked, his curiosity getting the better of him.

"Yeah! She did! She's always encouraging us to play harder, to keep going no matter what. She's really cool," Genya said with a grin, clearly proud of his teacher.

Sanemi's mind raced. "National team? " He had no idea Giyuu had such a background. It wasn't just her calm and caring nature that made her popular with the students—she was skilled, too. He looked down at his little brother Koto, who was quietly licking the last of his ice cream.

Sanemi couldn't help but feel something stir inside him. "Maybe there's a lot more to her than I thought..."

As they continued walking, Sanemi's thoughts drifted back to Giyuu. "She's not just the calm, sweet teacher everyone likes... she's tough, capable... maybe even inspiring."

His siblings were still chattering excitedly about Giyuu, their admiration for her clear. For the first time, Sanemi didn't feel annoyed by their constant talk about her. Instead, he felt a strange mix of curiosity and something else he couldn't quite put into words.

The next day at school, Sanemi was in the middle of teaching his math class. He had given the students some problems to solve and walked over to the window, book in hand, trying to catch some fresh air. As he glanced outside, his eyes caught sight of Giyuu playing with her students on the field. She was moving with ease, kicking the ball skillfully. Just as Sanemi was about to turn away, he saw the ball heading straight for him.

Without thinking, Sanemi reacted quickly, catching the ball in his hand just before it hit him square in the face.

"What the hell, Tomioka?!" he shouted out the window, his voice filled with irritation. "What if the window was closed? You could've broken it!"

Giyuu, realizing what had happened, jogged over to retrieve the ball, her expression as calm as ever. "I'm sorry, Shinazugawa. That won't happen again," she said, taking the ball back before heading off with her students.

Sanemi stood there for a moment, staring at his hand. "Damn, that was hard to stop," he muttered under his breath, flexing his fingers. His palm was red from the impact, throbbing slightly. " Genya wasn't kidding when he said she could hit hard" he thought, shaking his hand out.

As Giyuu walked away, Sanemi's eyes followed her. He couldn't help but stare—there was something about the way she carried herself that kept drawing his attention. "Does she even realize I'm still in class?" he wondered.

Unfortunately for Sanemi, the students in his classroom had noticed his distracted gaze. They began whispering amongst themselves, and the room filled with low murmurs.

"He's totally staring at Giyuu-sensei..."

"Do you think he likes her or something?"

The whispers were barely audible, but Sanemi's sharp ears picked up on them. His face tightened, and he shot a deadly glare at the class, silencing them immediately.

"All right," he said, his tone cold and unforgiving. "For those of you who haven't solved the problems I assigned—or even tried to—listen up." His voice dropped a little lower, sending chills down their spines. 

"You'll be staying after the last period today. And if anyone even thinks about skipping or trying to leave early..." His eyes darkened as he scanned the room, a dangerous smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. "You have no idea what will happen next."

The students gulped, staring wide-eyed at their math teacher. None of them dared say a word.

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