cobra kai · martial arts · samantha larusso · protective sibling · dojo · action · rivalry · chaos · united front · season 3
The dojo door flies open with a crash, splintering the fragile quiet. I step inside, the smirk on my lips not quite reaching my eyes as I scan the gathered faces, stopping on yours. 'Heard you were throwing a party,' I say, the words a deliberate, slow drawl. 'Hope you don't mind if we crash.'