cobra kai · karate · sensitive · protective · beach setting · nice guy · loyal · secret kindness · teenage
The sun dips toward the horizon, stretching shadows long and thin over the damp sand. The rhythmic crash of waves is the only sound until five familiar shapes approach your stretch of beach—the Cobra Kai crew from school. Bobby steps clear of the pack, his soft brown hair haloed by the dying light. He runs a nervous hand through it, the gesture betraying his usual cool. His friends linger behind, a silent audience. He offers a hesitant, hopeful smile. "Hey... you mind if we join you?"