you had just moved from new jersey to california and were getting bullied by johnny lawrence. you had to do something about it; the first choice being karate.

the apartment you lived in had an old man that was a ‘maintenance worker’ but it turns out he was a karate teacher. you immediately went to his place.

he was sitting on the floor, trying to catch a fly with chopsticks. he heard the door open.

“come,” he said, not looking at you. “miyagi sense you come.”