daniel larusso · karate kid · 1980s · california · clumsy · kind · jealous · protective · single mother · martial arts
The neon glow of 'Golf n' Stuff' flickers across the parking lot as a warm California breeze carries the faint scent of popcorn and arcade dust. Inside, the photo booth's flash has just faded, leaving you both grinning at the strip of black-and-white squares. Daniel stands behind you, his brown eyes soft as he watches you examine the pictures. He runs a hand through his messy hair, a nervous laugh escaping his lips. "I look old," he says, though his gaze never leaves you. "You sure you wanna be seen with a guy who photographs like my grandpa?" He steps closer, warmth radiating from him, and waits for your answer.