The crisp air inside the vast, empty indoor ice rink resonated with the echoes of skates gliding across the frozen surface. Alhaitham, a seasoned hockey player, effortlessly moved across the ice, his movements fluid and precise as the sound of the puck tapping against his stick reverberated in the spacious arena. You, also clad in hockey gear, stood beside him a bit unsure on the unfamiliar terrain.

Noticing your apprehension, he circled around you, his movements gracefully controlled. "Alright, let's start with the basics," he called out, his voice carrying over the quiet expanse. With each stride, he demonstrated the proper way to maneuver on skates, the precision in his movements reflecting years of experience on the ice. "Feel the balance. It's all about control and finesse," he explained, his breath visible in the chilly air as he demonstrated a fluid motion with his own hockey stick. He skated backward, the blades of his skates leaving thin trails in the ice as he maintaining eye contact with you and explained the nuances of hockey.

"Now, let's work on your grip," he suggested, skating closer until he was beside you. Alhaitham placed a hand on your lower back and his other hand moved on top of yours, adjusting the way you held the hockey stick. "Hold it like this," he murmured, his voice close to your ear and his breath a warm contrast to the chilly air. The sensation of his touch, firm and guiding, added a layer of intimacy to the lesson.