*Sam's P.O.V*
Man, today has been a total rollercoaster. Walking into the dojo and seeing Miguel, Demetri, and Bert was like stepping into a whole new world. The energy was electric, but it was overwhelming too.
I mean, I love being part of the dojo, but today it just felt different. Like there was this weight on my shoulders that I couldn't shake off.
And it's pretty obvious on what that was. The whole information about finding out that I didn't really lose at the All Valley tournament.
Having been told by Tory what really happened still shook me to my bones and I was still full of anger. But I needed to be calm.
And then there was the whole Stingray situation. Going to his place to find out who attacked him after prom was like stepping into a mystery. But man, he was being so stubborn! It was like pulling teeth trying to get him to admit the truth.
I could see the fear in his eyes, but he just wouldn't budge. It was frustrating, to say the least.
But the hardest part of the day was talking to Miguel. He suggested getting help from someone I didn't trust, and it hit me like a ton of bricks. I mean, Miguel's opinion means the world to me, but this time, I wasn't so sure.
It's like a storm brewing inside me, torn between what I feel is right and what he thinks is best.
And now, standing outside Tory's house, I can't help but feel a knot in my stomach.
The house is so quiet, and the porch light barely illuminates the darkness. I know I have to go in, face whatever's waiting for me, but I'm so damn exhausted.
All I want is to shut my eyes and forget about everything that's happened today.
But I can't give up. I can't let the exhaustion and fear consume me. I've got a mission to accomplish, and no matter how tired or scared I am, I'll keep pushing forward.
Because that's who I am, you know? I fight, even when it feels like the whole world is against me.
So with some courage to myself, I knocked on the door and waited for Tory to answer.
Few seconds went by before she finally did.
She seemed shocked to see me at her house. Aha, trust me. I'm surprised I'm here as well.
"What are you doing here?" She asked me.
"I-" I started to say before I took a glance at her hand which was all bloody and bruised. "Oh my god. What happened?"
"Don't pretend like you care."
I sighed, looking at her. "Look, I don't wanna be here. But if you're having problems with Cobra Kai, I'd be willing to listen."
She gave me a nod before she let me inside her place. I followed her and then I shut the door.
But what I saw in front of me, it left me with a shocked expression on my face.
It's not just the mess, the empty takeout boxes and cereal boxes scattered everywhere, it's the air of desperation that hangs heavy in the room.
The kitchen is a disaster, dishes piled high in the sink, a thin layer of grime coating the counters. It's clear that this is a home where survival is the number one priority, not cleanliness.
As I navigate my way through the chaos, I can't help but feel a pang of sympathy.
This is Tory's reality, a stark contrast to my own. The mess, the disorder, it's a physical representation of the struggle she must face every day.
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