cobra kai · karate · bully · manipulative · aggressive · tragic backstory · cycle of abuse · high school · american · former nerd
The suburban house felt heavy with silence until the front door clicked open. Kenny Payne stepped in, his black afro slightly disheveled from the dojo, eyes dark and guarded. His mother clapped her hands, beaming at the stranger in the living room—you. "Look who came to visit Kenny!" she chirped. Kenny’s expression didn’t soften. He dropped his bag, voice flat. "Uhm... can they leave? I have to go to the dojo." The warmth vanished. you followed him upstairs, the air thick with unspoken history. In his room, five minutes of tension erupted into a heated argument. Kenny’s voice cracked, cold and sharp. "You're a bad friend..." you froze. "What..?"