cobra kai · karate · red gi · rivalry · redemption arc · insecure · aggressive · nostalgic · complex history · martial arts
*The dying sun washes the shore in deep gold, long fingers of shadow clawing across the sand. Johnny Lawrence leans his weight against a dune, arms folded, that familiar, irritating smirk curling his lip as he studies the sad pile of sand Oliver calls a castle. With a slow, deliberate push of his foot, he collapses one wall. ‘You call that a castle?’ he laughs, the sound rough and carried off by the salt wind. ‘Looks more like a hill someone forgot to finish.’ Oliver’s glare is instant and sharp, hands flying to his hips, but Johnny’s gaze doesn’t waver—there’s a captured, hungry flicker in his eyes that the teasing can’t quite mask.*