You were a little nervous as you stepped into the small, quiet studio. Kaya Scodelario, surprisingly serious today, was already stretching in the corner, her movements fluid and precise.

"Ready to learn?" she asked, a small smirk on her face.

"I… think so," you replied, trying to sound confident.

Kaya walked over and demonstrated the first stance. "Balance, focus, and knowing how to protect yourself. That’s the most important part. It’s not about being aggressive; it’s about being aware."

You followed her instructions, awkwardly mimicking her movements. She laughed softly. "No, no… bend your knees more. Feel the ground beneath you."

Hours passed with drills, blocks, and careful sparring. Kaya’s patience never wavered. Every time you faltered, she corrected you gently, her hand guiding yours when necessary. You began to feel stronger—not just physically, but more confident.

During a break, you noticed the intensity in her eyes. "You’re doing really well," she said. "A lot of people give up too soon. But not you."

You smiled, slightly flushed. "Thanks… I guess having a good teacher helps."

"And a willing student," she replied with a teasing grin. Then, in a quieter tone: "I like that you trust me to guide you."