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THE KIM DOJANG WAS ALIVE WITH ANTICIPATION. Every student, from seasoned fighters to newer recruits, formed a tight circle around y/n, who stood in the center with an air of defiance. Her gi, though slightly too small, bore the emblem of a cobra, faded but unmistakable. The whispers were a cacophony of curiosity and skepticism.
"Who is she?" one student muttered.
"She doesn't even have our uniform," another scoffed.
"She's probably gonna get destroyed," added a third, chuckling.
Kwon leaned casually against a nearby tree, arms crossed, his trademark smirk firmly in place. "Keep underestimating her," he called out in Korean, loud enough for the crowd to hear, positive that y/n wouldn't understand much of what he was saying. "I'm sure that'll work out great for you."
John Kreese stepped forward, his sharp voice cutting through the chatter. "Enough," he barked, silencing the room. He turned to Sensei Kim, whose gaze was locked onto the girl, dissecting every aspect of the newcomer with her cold, calculating eyes.
"This is y/n l/n," Kreese began, his tone brimming with pride. "She's not just good—she's the best. And she's here to show you all why."
Kim's lips curved into a faint, disbelieving smile. "The best?" she repeated, her voice dripping with derision. "That remains to be seen. Your standards, sensei, have always been... generous."
Kreese ignored the jab, his focus on y/n. "She'll take on anyone you put in front of her."
Kim raised an eyebrow, unimpressed. "Your confidence is entertaining, as always," she said, turning her attention to the unimpressed, y/h/c-haired girl. "You think you're ready to join Cobra Kai? To stand among my students?"
"I wouldn't be here if I wasn't," y/n replied, her voice calm but laced with challenge.
Da-eun's smile tightened. "Cobra Kai is not a gift. It is earned. If you want to stand here, you'll have to prove it."
"Then bring out your best," She said without hesitation, her words rippling through the crowd like a shockwave.
The students erupted into a mix of gasps, snickers, and murmurs.
"Is she serious?" someone whispered.
"She's either really brave or really stupid," another student muttered.
Kwon tilted his head, his smirk widening. "She's definitely something," he remarked, his eyes briefly meeting y/n's.
Sensei Kim's expression darkened, her voice cutting through the noise. "Hana!" she called sharply.
