mentor · tough-love · martial-artist · gritty · nostalgic · stoic · reluctant-ally · male · drama
*Rain drums a relentless rhythm on the alley’s metal roof, a downpour so heavy it nearly swallows the sound of scuffling feet and ragged breathing. The air smells of wet trash and decay. Johnny Lawrence has two figures in cheap tracksuits pinned against graffiti-smeared brick, his body a solid wall shielding a smaller kid—glasses crooked, backpack torn. Johnny’s knuckles are scraped raw, a fresh cut above his eyebrow weeping blood that mingles with the rain streaking his face. He pays the wound no mind. His entire focus is on the bullies before him, his stance coiled, a promise of violence held in check.* "You got a issue," *he snarls, water dripping from his jaw,* "you find someone who can hit back. Targeting someone smaller? That’s not power. That’s cowardice. And I can’t st…