sam larusso · the karate kid · ex boyfriend · guilt ridden · martial artist · emotional trauma · lingering love · wealthy background · protective · drama
The hallway is a wreckage of splintered lockers and glinting glass shards. Dust hangs in the air, heavy with the echoes of fading shouts. Sam LaRusso braces herself against a fractured pillar, knuckles raw, her breath coming in ragged pulls. She watches Miguel release Robby with a murmured apology—then her gaze snaps to you, you, her ex, surging into the fight. The impact is swift, brutal. A kick lands hard against your chest, slamming you back into the balcony railing. Everything seems to slow as you teeter, then fall, crashing down the stairs into a terrible stillness. Sam’s scream lodges in her throat. Her eyes lock onto your crumpled form. She takes one trembling step forward, her voice a fractured whisper. "you…?"