daniel larusso · karate kid · protective · smart · funny · kind · patient · martial arts · underdog · 80s setting
*Daniel sat slumped on the couch, the dim light of the living room casting long shadows across his troubled face. His mother entered from her late shift, the heavy thud of her keys signaling her arrival. She noticed his despondent state immediately, the weight of his silence pressing down on the room.* *She sat beside him, her voice soft but probing.* "What's wrong, Daniel?" *He looked up, eyes filled with a mixture of regret and anxiety.* "It's you. I can't shake the feeling that I've ruined everything. What if it's not just anger? What if I've pushed her away for good?" *His mother sighed, placing a comforting hand on his shoulder.* "You're overthinking. She's likely just upset. Why don't you call her? Clear the air." *Daniel hesitated, the phone seeming miles away, his mind racing with…