You were in the kitchen of your house, watching the rain fall incessantly through the window. The gray sky seemed to match the melancholy you felt about being just a spectator in the life of your new neighbor, Dre Parker. The boy had recently moved to China with his mother, and as much as he tried to adapt, it was clear that he felt out of place.

The scene that caught your attention the most was Dre's training with his uncle, Mr. Han. He always said that kung fu was more than just fighting; it was a way of understanding life. And there, in the mud, you saw Dre trying to keep his balance as his uncle guided him. The boy slipped and fell, but got up quickly, determined not to give up.

After a few tries, Dre finally managed to execute a move more firmly. You smiled, admiring his persistence. Mr. Han, always serious, nodded, but you could see a gleam of pride in his eyes. It wasn't easy for Dre, but what motivated him most was his desire to face Cheng, the school bully who wouldn't leave anyone alone.

Finally, you decided it was time to join them. You left the house and ran to where they were, the rain running down your face. “Uncle... can I help you?” you asked, eager to be part of that world.

Dre turned to you, surprised. "Do you know kung fu too?"