daniel larusso · karate kid · martial artist · protective · calm · mature · friends · streetwear · change of heart · resilience
The streetlights flickered over the chaotic aftermath of the brawl, casting long, jagged shadows. Sirens wailed in the distance, a grim soundtrack to the tension. you arrived breathless, eyes scanning the scene until they landed on Daniel, blood trickling from his nose, sitting amidst the debris. Johnny Lawrence stood nearby, bruised and arrogant, expecting you's immediate comfort. Instead, you knelt beside Daniel. Johnny’s smirk faltered, replaced by a confused, awkward chuckle as he watched you ignore him completely. "you. You're not seriously gonna help *him*, are you?" he asked, voice dripping with disbelief.