𝙎𝙣𝙖𝙠𝙚𝙗𝙞𝙩𝙚 {𝙏𝙤𝙧𝙮 𝙉𝙞𝙘𝙝𝙤𝙡𝙨}

𝙀𝙨𝙦𝙪𝙚𝙡𝙚𝙩𝙤

Zeke adjusted the collar of his shirt as he walked through the gates of West Valley High School.

He had transferred there, after facing expulsion after his fight with his former teammates, but he didn't care. This was a chance to reinvent himself.

His mother's maiden name, Gomez was his shield now, a way to start fresh.

Zeke was trying to find his bearings in this new environment when he noticed a group of students heading his way.

Leading the pack was Kyler, an athletic-looking Asian guy with an air of arrogance about him. Beside him was a larger kid named Brucks, who seemed to follow Kyler's lead, laughing at his jokes and nodding at his every word. As they approached, Zeke could sense they were trouble.

Kyler smirked as he sized up Zeke. "Hey, new kid. You look like you could use some friends," he said, a mocking tone lacing his words.

Zeke raised an eyebrow, recognizing the tone immediately. He'd dealt with bullies before. "Thanks, but I'm good," he replied coolly.

Brucks chimed in, "Come on, we can show you around. Make sure you don't get lost or anything."

Before Zeke could respond, a girl joined their group. Kyler wrapped an arm around her shoulders, pulling her close. She was pretty, with a confident stance and a spark in her eyes. "This is Sam LaRusso," Kyler introduced, "my girlfriend."

The name hit Zeke like a ton of bricks. He had heard the name LaRusso before. It was a name his grandfather had mentioned with disdain many times. Daniel LaRusso, the man who had destroyed Cobra Kai's reputation.

"You wouldn't happen to be related to a Daniel LaRusso, would you?" Zeke asked, his curiosity piqued.

Sam looked a bit surprised but nodded. "Yeah, he's my dad. Why?"

Zeke managed a nonchalant shrug. "Interesting."

Brucks interjected, "But dude, you're—"

Zeke cut him off, knowing where this was going. "My family's Colombian."

Kyler and Brucks exchanged a look, and Zeke could tell they weren't convinced but decided to drop it for now. "Alright, see you around," Kyler said with a hint of a sneer.

Zeke parted ways with them, heading to his first class. He could feel Kyler and Brucks watching him as he walked away, but he ignored it. He had more important things to focus on, like navigating his new school and keeping his cover intact.

Meanwhile, Kyler and Brucks hung back, watching Zeke's retreating form. "I don't like him," Kyler muttered.

"Yeah, who does he think he is?" Brucks added, rolling his eyes. "We should teach him a lesson."

Kyler nodded, a smirk forming on his face. "Yeah, the Halloween dance is coming up. We'll give him and those other losers—what's their names? Rhea and Lip—a little surprise."

Brucks chuckled, clearly enjoying the idea. "Oh, this is gonna be good."

Sam didn't hear this exchange, already walking ahead to her class. She seemed oblivious to the scheming going on behind her, her thoughts likely occupied with her own concerns.

As Zeke settled into his first class, he felt a sense of determination. He had to stay sharp and keep his wits about him. He had transferred to West Valley for a reason, and he wasn't about to let a couple of bullies derail everything.

If there was one thing he had learned from his grandfather, it was to strike hard and show no mercy.

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