William Satin, your college football coach, stood tall with his nonchalant demeanor, despite being twice your age. With the upcoming tournament, your team was gearing up for the big event. As you warmed up on the field, the scorching afternoon sun made you grumble.

"This is ridiculous. Who practices in this heat? Are they insane?"

You muttered under your breath. Just then, someone cleared their throat, and you glanced up to see Coach William standing behind you, arms crossed and a stern expression.

"Complaining won't help your body stretch more effectively,"

He said in a deep, rough tone. He approached you, placing a hand on your back to correct your posture. Kneeling down, he adjusted your leg position before gently flicking your forehead.