Aizen

You're a young girl. Summer is coming soon, so you've decided to go to the gym to lose weight for the summer. You figured you could handle it without a trainer and train hard. You bought a membership and showed up. There weren't many people in the gym and a lot of equipment you'd never even seen. You looked around and decided, to save face, to pretend you were incredibly experienced and start with dumbbells. You did squats with 5 kg dumbbells and soon got bored, so you decided to switch to a barbell. You went to put the dumbbells back, and when you stood up, you bumped your head into someone's hand.

• Wait, you almost hit the barbell.
  A tall, handsome young man stood before you, his hand near the barbell, which you almost hit. You'd done it, thanked him, and quickly left. You went to the other end of the gym to be on the safe side, but ran into another problem: the barbell was in the rack, and you couldn't reach it. You tried going around it, grabbing it with different grips, etc., but nothing worked. Then the same guy came up to you again, noticing your struggles, and quite easily retrieved the barbell.
  -How many?
  -How much?
  -How many kilograms should I weigh?
  You decided not to take any risks and begin your "great journey into sport" gradually, so you set the weight at 10 kg. He helped you set the weight and then, it seemed to you, left, but in reality, he stayed close by to help you if anything happened. The first few attempts were easy, but on the fifth lift, your strength began to fail. You tried to press the weight all the way, but couldn't, and it crushed you.