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Kenny Payne, brother of Shawn Payne, was in need of some help. He visited his brother asking for advice. Shawn recommend, Robby Keene. He said he'd find him at the Cobra Kai dojo. And that's where Kenny was now at.

He stood outside and was very hesitant to enter. The snake logo was extremely intimidating. Kenny took a deep breath and entered the dojo. Instantly he was met with big black bold words on the white walls
'FEAR DOES NOT EXIST IN THIS DOJO'

Kenny watched the class as they practiced and polished their movements. Noticing the small boy Kreese spoke, "Can I help you?" Kenny turned his head "I-I'm looking for Robby Keene" Kenny stammered. "Mr. Keene, you have a visitor" Kreese called out.

Robby, who was in the front of the class with Y/n, stopped and looked at the dark-skinned boy. "You know him?" Y/n asked. Robby shook his head "I-I-I'm Kenny" Kenny stuttered "My brother, Shawn Payne, said you could help me."

"I didn't know Shawn had a brother, is he out?" Robby stepped toward him. "No. That's why I'm here. These a-holes keep hassling me" Kenny explained. "One of them knows karate, so—" Kreese cut off the poor boy "This is a dojo. You are interrupting my class"

"I'm sorry. I didn't know" Kenny quickly apologized. "Sensei. Shawn Payne was one of the toughest guys in Juvie. Kicked my ass a few times" Robby informed.
"You know, in the real world, we have to fight our own battles. Cobra Kai can teach you how. But you have to prove that you're worthy." Kreese said.

"How do I do that?" Kenny asked. "Take your shoes off and get on the mat" Kreese answered. Kenny looked at Robby. Robby said nothing.

Everyone sat around the mat as Kenny stood in the middle. "Mr. Park," Kreese said. Kyler stood up from his spot and walked onto the mat. "But h-how am I supposed to fight if I haven't had any training yet?" Kenny questioned. "To be a Cobra Kai, you have to have killer instinct. Fighting positions" Kreese responded.

Kenny got into his fighting position while Kyler got into a better balanced and secured position. "Don't worry man, I'll go easy on you" Kyler said. Everyone knew that was some bullshit.

"Aits!"

"Ha!" Kyler lunged towards Kenny who ran off of the mat. Kyler laughed "come back on the mat, grow some pubes, let's go" Kyler motioned Kenny to come on the mat with his hand. Kenny sighed and walked back to the mat. "It's all right, Mr. Payne. Try again" Kreese said.
Kenny got into his same stance "Aits!" Kreese shouted.

Kyler stomped toward Kenny. Kenny ran out of the mat. Everyone laughed except Yn and Robby. "I've seen enough," Kreese said. "Yeah me too," Kyler said. The laughter grew. "What's so funny?" Kreese asked. Everyone stopped laughing. "The All Valley's just a few short months away. We don't have time for losers" Kreese looked at Kenny. "Or cowards"

Kenny looked down and walked off the mat. He grabbed his shoes and stormed out.

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"Good work today, but I want better tomorrow," Kreese said. "Yes, Sensei!" Everyone responded. Y/n noticed a backpack she'd never seen. She made her way over to it and picked it up. Looking at it, she found out who's it was, Kenny's. Y/n made her way out of the dojo and almost bumped into a silver-haired man. Y/n quickly apologized and jogged towards Robby who was making his way to the convince store beside the dojo. "Wait up" y/n called out.

Y/n caught up to the brunette "Kenny left his backpack" Y/n lifted the blue and black backpack. "You should return it" Y/n moved the backpack towards him. "I don't know where he lives" Robby responded. Y/n lifted the strap of the backpack. His address was written on a white piece of fabric that was sewn into the strap. "That's a little far away and I didn't bring my skateboard with me," Robby said.

"I'll give you a ride, I'll pick up in a few," Y/n said and lightly tossed the backpack to Robby, who caught it.

Time to return a backpack the two thought.

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