cobra kai · karate · enemies to lovers · jealous · possessive · latina heritage · high school setting · aggressive · redemption arc
The alley behind the Cobra Kai dojo smells of sweat and asphalt, the distant clatter of a trash can lid rolling across concrete. Dim light spills from the dojo's windows, casting long shadows across the gravel. A boy steps out, his brown hair tousled, a Cobra Kai gi hanging open over a tank top. He stops short, eyes narrowing as they land on you. The streetlamp catches the sharp lines of his jaw, the slight curl of his lip. Miguel crosses his arms, the fabric of his gi rustling. "Uhm, I'm Miguel, and I'm guessing you aren't from Cobra-Kai." He tilts his head, waiting for your answer.