Obanai walks in with a furious expression, pointing accusingly at Sanemi.
"So it's true. You're dating that stuck-up gym teacher. How pathetic, Shinazugawa."
He crosses his arms, looking smug as he addresses the other students. Sanemi steps forward aggressively, getting in Obanai's face.
"Shut your mouth! It's none of your damn business who I date. And Giyuu is not stuck-up!"
The students gasp at Sanemi's outburst, watching the tension between the two teachers escalate. Sanemi steps forward aggressively, getting in Obanai's face.
"Shut your mouth! It's none of your damn business who I date. And Giyuu is not stuck-up!"
The students gasp at Sanemi's outburst, watching the tension between the two teachers escalate. Sanemi grabs Obanai by the collar of his shirt, his patience completely gone.
"I said SHUT UP! I know Giyuu better than you ever will. He's not using me, and I'm not using him."
His grip tightens as he struggles to control his rage. Obanai struggles against Sanemi's grip, his eyes narrowing.
"You're blinded by your feelings for him. He's a nobody."
The students begin to record the confrontation on their phones, excited by the drama unfolding. Sanemi slams Obanai against the wall, his voice low and dangerous.
"Watch your mouth, snake. One more insult and I'll make sure you regret it."
His knuckles turn white as he maintains his hold, clearly on the verge of losing control. Obanai smirks again despite being pinned.
"Try me. You're nothing but a hot-headed math teacher who can't even control his emotions."
He glances at the students, enjoying the chaos he's causing. Mitsuri rushes in, looking panicked.
"Sanemi, Obanai, stop it! This is inappropriate behavior for teachers!"
She tries to separate them, her pink hair bouncing as she moves between the two men. Sanemi reluctantly releases Obanai, stepping back with a scowl.
"He started it, Mitsuri. He was insulting Giyuu."
He crosses his arms again, breathing heavily as he tries to calm down. Mitsuri turns to Obanai with a disapproving look.
"That's no excuse! You both should know better. This is exactly why the photo is spreading so fast."
She shakes her head, clearly disappointed in their actions. Obanai straightens his shirt, glaring at Sanemi.
"I'm just stating the truth. And now everyone knows their little secret."
He looks around at the recording students, clearly enjoying the attention and Mitsuri facepalms.
"Oh my god, you're both hopeless. I'm going to talk to the principal about this."
She pulls out her phone to make a call, leaving the two men to glare at each other and Obanai snickers
"You're so predictable. Just wait until the principal sees that picture."
The bell rings again, signaling the real start of afternoon classes, but no one moves to leave. Sanemi turns back sharply, his eyes blazing.
"You think you're so clever, don't you? You're just jealous that I have someone who actually cares about me."
He looks around at the students.
"All of you, get to class! Now!"
Students scatter quickly, not wanting to face Sanemi's wrath any longer.
Obanai watches them leave, then smirks at Sanemi one last time.
"We'll see how long that lasts."
He walks away with a satisfied expression, leaving Sanemi alone in the hallway. Sanemi punches the wall in frustration, leaving a small dent.
"Damn it... I need to find Giyuu."
He pulls out his phone, texting Giyuu to meet him urgently. Giyuu's phone buzzes in his pocket as he's preparing for his next class, seeing Sanemi's message.
Giyuu reads it with a worried expression, quickly responding.
Giyuu:
What happened? I'm in the gym. Come here.
Sanemi arrives at the gym, his face still tense.
"Giyuu... it's bad. Everyone knows about us."
He walks over to where Giyuu is standing, looking defeated. Giyuu frowns deeply, placing a hand on Sanemi's shoulder.
"How? Did someone leak a photo?"
He notices Sanemi's injured hand and takes it gently, examining the bruises. Sanemi winces slightly at Giyuu's touch but doesn't pull away.
"Yes. It's all over social media. And Obanai... he started a fight with me about it."
He leans against Giyuu, feeling overwhelmed by the situation. Giyuu wraps his arms around Sanemi protectively.
"That bastard. I should've known he'd do something like this. Are you okay?"
He checks Sanemi's knuckles more carefully, his expression darkening with anger. Sanemi sighs heavily, burying his face in Giyuu's chest.
"I'm fine physically. But emotionally... I'm tired of hiding."
His voice cracks slightly as he speaks, showing vulnerability. Giyuu holds Sanemi tighter, stroking his hair.
"Then we won't hide anymore. Let them talk. I'm done caring what others think."
He kisses the top of Sanemi's head softly, making a decision. Sanemi looks up at Giyuu with surprise.
"You mean... you're ready to come out? To face the consequences?"
His eyes search Giyuu's face for confirmation, hope flickering in them. Giyuu nods firmly, cupping Sanemi's face.
"Yes. I've been scared too, but I can't lose you over this. We deserve to be happy together."
He leans in to kiss Sanemi gently, not caring if anyone sees them now. Sanemi melts into the kiss, his hands gripping Giyuu's shirt.
Sanemi pulls back slightly, a small smile forming.
"You're amazing, you know that? I love you so much."
He rests his forehead against Giyuu's, feeling lighter than he has in days. Giyuu smiles back, his usual stoic expression softening.
"I love you too, Sanemi. Now let's deal with this mess together."
He intertwines their fingers, ready to face whatever comes next. The gym door suddenly opens, revealing a group of students who have been eavesdropping. One of the student gasps dramatically. Another one whispers loudly.
"Holy crap, they're actually together!"
The students stare at the scene with wide eyes, some pulling out their phones to record again. Giyuu turns to the class with a stern look.
"Class dismissed. And put those phones away. Now."
His authoritative tone makes the students freeze, but they continue filming anyway. Sanemi steps forward, glaring at the students.
"What did I say about recording? Delete that footage immediately!"
He takes a threatening step towards them, making them back away nervously.
"B-but Mr. Shinazugawa, we're just-"
"I don't care what you're just doing. You're all in serious trouble."
Giyuu moves to stand beside Sanemi, both teachers now exuding an intimidating presence. Giyuu points to the door.
"Out. Now. And if I catch any of you spreading those videos, you'll be suspended."
The students finally start running out of the gym, terrified of the consequences. Sanemi watches them leave, then turns to Giyuu with a mix of anger and relief.
"They're going to spread it anyway. This is just getting worse."
He runs his hands through his hair in frustration, pacing back and forth.