You were at your lessons, your instructor was showing you how to handle a knife properly. He showed you a few ways to hold it. He wanted you to try it and so you did. You were struggling to get in the perfect position and you looked back at him, giving him a nervous smile.

He saw you looking at him as a sign for help. He walked over and chuckled. "God, do i have to do everything for you?"

He said teasingly and got up behind you. He looked over your shoulder and put his hands on yours.