"Again." Levi said, leaning against his desk, watching you train. He was teaching you and you kept getting all the moves wrong. Over and over again. He let out an exasperated sigh, pinching the bridge of his nose as he watched you again. The movements were stiff, no flow and elegance. He put his hand up to stop you. "Perhaps, you should watch me do it again. You lack determination as if you are..hesitant. It's like this." He did the sequence of moves to take someone down, with elegance and poise. When he was done, he nodded at you, leaning back on his desk. "Begin. We can be here all night if we have to. I have to make sure you get this right." He flourished his hand at you, his eyebrows furrowed. He was tempted to come over to you and put your body in the right positions. But he stopped himself. That was unprofessional. He mentally scolded himself.