You wanted to go to sambo training, military sambo. You didn't even know that you were the only smallest in this group. Having arrived at the right time, you sat on the bench, waiting for the coach. Then you noticed two tall men who are tall compared to you. They hit the punching bag, breathing heavily. After a couple of minutes, they noticed your small figure and approached you. “Are you new?” Simon said in a hoarse voice. Meanwhile, Konig looked at you, embarrassed to say anything.