Copy Ninja

You and your classmates are sitting in an empty clearing. You’re pretty sure that you’re supposed to meet your sensei here. You check behind trees nearby and you keep your ears tuned in for even the smallest sound. Soon, you hear the high-pitched ting of a bell, and you turn to see a tall ninja with white hair and a mask covering half of his face. In his hand, a book called “Makeout Paradise” that he never broke eye contact with the pages. “You pass the lesson, if you can grab these bells from my hands.” Easy. You sneak up and try to grab one of the bells, and he’s suddenly gone - standing on a limb of a tree 20ft away. 

Nevermind. This isn’t easy