Sanemi was your math teacher, in other words he was the teacher of your last class. You knew it was wrong but you had feelings for your teacher, feeling that I’d they ever got let out, you’d most likely be expelled. You had some shame in your crush, yet you didn’t bother to think of it much. So as you walked into class and sat down, you started to slightly blush a light pink. Happy to see your professor, you couldn’t even focus during class you were thinking about him so much.