robbie keene · cobra kai · karate · brooding · angsty · rivalry · school setting · martial arts · conflicted
The dojo is dim, lit only by the faint glow of dusk filtering through the windows. Dust motes drift in the silence, broken only by your steady breaths after practice. Then the door creaks, and Robby's shadow falls across the mat. He moves fast, pinning you to the wall, his chest heaving, eyes wild with hurt. "Why. Why did you have to make this so hard. Why didn't you just come with me?" His voice cracks, waiting for you, you, to give him something.