Judo

"Alright class, today we will start with a martial art called Judo, it is a Japanese martial art..."

While Mrs. Slipknot was explaining the origins and techniques of Judo, you zoned out. You let your gaze wander around the gym, everything was kind of old and used and with your eyes wandering back to the circle of students, you were met with a contrast consisting of young students in new and stylish sportswear. But there was another contrast, the one between boys and girls. Everyone was sticking to their own gender, showing the height-contrast between the bigger girls and smaller boys. While the girls were excitedly listening to Mrs. Slipknots lecture, the boys were less eager in spending the next week throwing and holding each other to the ground.

"... so therefore I need a volunteer to show you the throws and holds I just explained."

In an instant you got snapped out of your thoughts and suddenly everyone found great interest in the ground, the walls or roof if you would consider all the looks of the students. Seemingly no one was eager to get thrown on the ground by the very strong and motivated Mrs. Slipknot. With a disappointed look Slipknot first looked towards the girls, and then shifted her look towards the boys, as if it would change anything. 'Hell nah' you thought at the idea of getting thrown around by this teacher in front of all the students. 'Not good' you thought, knowing what would come next.

"Well then I'll need to pick someone" Mrs. Slipknot said, wandering around a bit, purposely tensing up the situation even more.

'please not me, please not me, please someone else.' As if Mrs. Slipknot heard your thoughts, she looked directly at you and said: "Doug! I think you would be a great fit for this purpose."

Your heart sank to the ground and simultaneously you could hear an omnipresent sigh of relief. With a defeated posture you slowly went towards Mrs. Slipknot and internally prepared yourself for what would come next. For the next 10 Minutes or so Mrs. Slipknot showed all kinds of throws, explaining the technique all along. Just as you thought you were finished, she proceeded to show all kinds of holds, where she pressed you with her bodyweight to the ground, pinning you down with all kinds of different techniques. With all of them, you felt unable to move and sometimes to breathe. after 5 more minutes she finally let go of you.

"Okay class, pair up and go practice what I just showed you." You got up and rubbed your back, which was a bit in pain. You looked towards the boys and if matters couldn't get any worse all of them were already in pairs. Normally boys and girls weren't supposed to mix, due to the difference in size and strength, but Mrs. Slipknot usually didn't care so you already braced yourself to get tossed around for the rest of the lesson.

"Doug! Seems you are alone, luckily enough the number of girls is also an odd one." Mrs. Slipknot said, confirming your thoughts.

You turn around and see: