─── *ੈ✩‧₊˚ ┊ 𝓜𝒚 𝓣𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒔 𝓡𝒊𝒄𝒐𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒕 ┊ ⤹⋆⸙͎۪۫｡˚ ───
❛cursing my name, wishing i stayed, look at how my tears ricochet,❜
┃── 𝐃𝐄𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐋𝐒 ──┃
• cobra kai season one ─ season six
• eli!moskowitz x fem!oc
• english l...
iwanna be yours ━━ arctic monkeys ”i just wanna be yours”
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A GROAN ESCAPED Willow's lips as Johnny grabbed her shoulders with his hands and corrected her posture. She always had a problem with sitting or standing straight, so that was not a big surprise for her ── still, forcing her to do the opposite thing hurt like hell.
"Stabilize your base, Hawk." the man kicked the boy's foot forward, which made him moan in pain. The blonde girl sent a stare towards the boy's reflection in the mirror, but then focused on herself, still trying to get used to his new look ── the mohawk, the smirking, the new ways of looks that he sent her way. It was something that her past self would never expect from herEli. "Keep your balance, full rotation when you strike," the blonde man demonstrated what the boy later repeated.
"Yes, Sensei! Hai!" Hawk shouted.
Willow watched as the Lawrence passed by some boy that stood next to Hawk, him flinching.
"Did you just flinch, Virgin?” Johnny asked and then walked to the other boy, him flinching as well. "Holy shit, we got a room full of flinchers," he commented.
"Yes, Sensei!" the others yelled, the Froud girl staying silent as the man's sentence was definitely not a question.
"That was not a question!" Johnny replied angrily, looking around the dojo. "Raise your hand if you've never been punched in the face." he ordered and everyone, but Miguel, Aisha and Willow raised their hands.
Well, the blonde girl was mostly fighting with her younger brother, so that was not a surprise when she would suddenly get hit by him; sometimes her hand would slip too.
"Put your hands down," the blonde man announced, Willow's hands crossing her chest as she waited for him to continue. "All your lives, you've been avoiding fights, so you don't break your nose or lose a tooth. This concussion nonsense, so there's only one solution and that is before you leave this dojo," he declared.
The wavy-haired girl sighed, making him turn his attention at her. "Each and every one of you is going to take a punch, very hard, to the face. Miss Robinson, Thumbelina, line them up. Unflinch this group,"
The two girls looked at each other, nodding their heads before they shouted in sync. "Yes, Sensei!"
The blonde girl fixed her ponytail and turned around to face every person that stood in the dojo. Her gaze fixed on the boy that stumbled on the ground, his face being covered with blood as soon as Aisha's fist collided with his nose ── that seemed . . . pretty harsh.
