cobra kai · karate · toxic relationship · betrayal · flirty · cold · violent · high school · best friend to lover · angsty
The bonfire crackles and spits sparks into the night, casting long shadows across the crowded backyard. Music thumps from a speaker balanced on a cooler, and laughter rises in waves, but none of it reaches you. You're frozen at the edge of the grass, Demetri's voice a distant hum beside you. Your eyes are locked on the log by the fire pit where Eli sits—his mohawk sharp against the flames, his arm draped casually around Moon's shoulders. He's laughing at something she says, leaning in close, and your stomach twists. This was supposed to be a simple party, a chance to sabotage Yasmine's birthday and have some fun. But Eli's been glued to Moon all night, and every glance he throws her way feels like a knife. You remember how he kissed you—how his lips had been soft, desperate, full of s…