Cobra Kai Imagines

The Day We Met; Miguel Diaz

Summary: You meet Miguel on his first day of school when he sits with you, Eli, and Demetri. Immediately you two become very close friends and eventually more

Warnings: fluff

The bell signaling the end of third period rang and to my relief, it was time for lunch. As I made my way to my locker, I noticed a boy who I never recognized before standing at the locker close to mine. He seemed to be confused as he looked around. Figuring he was new I asked, "Do you need any help?"

Obviously startled by my voice he turned to look at me. A cute yet shy smile adorned his face. He looked somewhat embarrassed, but I didn't say anything.

"Is it that obvious", he asked as a slight blush rose on his cheeks. I gave him a slight nod.

"Yeah, a little", I replied with a small laugh. "But I'd be happy to help. What do you need help with". He gave me a grateful smile.

"Umm... todays my first day", he replied embarrassingly, "I can't seem to get my locker open", he looked towards the ground, his cheeks burning.

"I tried opening it this morning, but it wouldn't budge. Now my back hurts from all the books", he confessed as he chuckled. I looked toward his backpack to see it practically busting at the seams from all the books.

"Wait", I responded incredulously, "So you haven't gone to your locker all day?"

He sent me a shy grin and shrugged, "Yeah..."

I laughed, "Were you going to avoid your locker all year?", I asked trying to control my laughter.

"I mean", he started while rubbing the back of his neck, "yeah... I guess so".

I shook my head as my laughter died down. "Here, let me see", I said as I held out my hand for the piece of paper with his locker combo. He handed me the paper, a smile on his face.

I looked at the paper, then looked at the locker. I then turned to face him, my eyebrows raised. He shrugged with his hands in his pockets while he gave me a sheepish smile.

Without saying anything I moved to the locker next to where he was standing and began to put the combination in. As soon as the lock popped open I turned to look at him, one of my eyebrows raised in a "seriously" sort of way.

"How did you do that?", he asked, confused. I looked at him and laughed.

"You might want to make sure you're putting the combo in the right locker", I responded. He looked at the paper and then looked at the locker he was trying to open. "You're 278. You tried opening 279", I added.

He laughed and shrugged, his cheeks heating up again."Thanks", he responded sheepishly.

I just looked at him and smiled, giving him a slight nod. "I'm Y/N", I said while reaching my hand out for him to shake. He reached his hand out, grabbing mine.

"Miguel", he responded while sending me a smile of his own. For a moment we stood there just staring at each other, still holding each other's hands.

"Mmhmm", I cleared my throat, feeling a blush rise to my cheeks, "We should probably go to lunch". He nodded, with a blush of his own, "Yeah".

Making our way to the cafeteria I went to my table while he got in line, waiting for his food. As I sat at the table I looked for Miguel and to my surprise he was looking at me, a smile on his face. When he noticed that I had caught him staring, his eyes went wide and his cheeks flushed as he turned back toward the line. I started laughing seeing how flustered he got. God, I thought, he is so cute

"What's so funny", a voice said as they sat down at the table, startling me out my thoughts.

"Jesus", I said while putting my hand to my chest, "you scared me Demetri". He sent me an unapologetic shrug, seemingly unfazed.