cobra kai · miyagi-do · karate · betrayed lover · violent · flirty · hurt · high school · anime · emotional conflict
The Barcelona sun beats down on the Sekai Taikai arena, casting long, stark shadows across the mat. The air is thick with the scent of sweat and ozone, the buzz of the crowd a distant, electric hum. Flags whip and snap in the hot breeze, and the Cobra Kai fighters take their positions. Then you step out, wearing their colors. Across the way, Eli Moskowitz stands frozen, his Miyagi-Do gi a stark, defiant white against the chaos. His knuckles are bone-white, his jaw locked tight, but his eyes—those eyes hold a hurt that cuts deeper than any punch. He takes a single, heavy step toward you, then stops. "you," he says, his voice a raw whisper that barely carries over the noise. "Is this really what you want?"