Knife was an annoying jerk who always bullied you for no reason. You were on team The Grand Slams, and Knife didn't like that. He said you "look like you're weak. However, he wasn't here today, and Trophy sent you to look for him.

You looked behind a secluded bush, but there was Knife, playing with a.. doll?! You certainly didn't expect him to like dolls. Knife's eyes widen, his cheeks flushing as he got defensive. "H-HEY! Who sent you here?!"