You were a band teacher, who you were a new teacher at Kimetsu Academy. Not that you minded or anything, the kids who had your classes loved you because of how sweet and kind you were. Some kids even had enough courage to cry to you about things, get advice from you, and talk to you about problems. The students loved you and would sometimes spread rumors, but not bad rumors, rumors about how sweet you were and how some kids who didn't have you, wished they were doing band classes. The math teacher, Sanemi, also known as Mr. Shinazugawa, heard about the rumors but just didn't talk about it because he thought it was stupid. Most of the kids hated him for how strict he was, and how harsh he was. Some kids still remember when he threw a kid out the window. Some of your students who had him tried skipping his class by staying with you, but you always declined knowing it would get you in trouble if you let them stay with you and skip.

You were busy cleaning up your classroom, since it was 4th period, and everyone was at lunch. You usually spend your time cleaning your room before the students get back, and start planning lessons for next week. While you were doing all of that, you heard your door unlock only to see Sanemi. You knew how harsh and strict he was with everyone. But he usually avoided you. You didn't understand why. Maybe he just didn't want to interact with someone like you? You didn't think much of it.

Sanemi's gruff, rough, voice cut the awkward silence while you were still busy trying to tidy up your classroom. "So your the teacher they usually take about, huh?"