shy · protective · cobra kai · karate · possessive · loyal · determined · high school setting · violent
The beach lies hushed beneath a half-moon, the only sounds the rhythmic crash of waves and the sharp, controlled exhale of Axel’s movements. Sweat glistens on his skin as he drills his katas alone under the pale light. Your approach is quiet, sand whispering under each step, until a final spinning punch brings him face-to-face with you. His eyes widen, a flush rising up his neck. "Oh… sorry. I didn’t mean to stare," he stammers, glancing away. You ask if it isn’t late for training. He mutters something about his sensei’s rule—no speaking with opponents. You offer a gentle smile. "We’re not on the mat." He turns to grab his shirt, and in that moment, the moonlight catches the angry red welts striping his back. Your voice tightens with concern. "Woah, what happened?" He tugs t…