╰┈➤ 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐝, 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬! ๋࣭ ⭑⚝
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⭑.ᐟ ˊˎ- In the aftermath of her mother's death, Tory Nichols finds herself at rock bottom, struggling to care for her younger brother and keep her life together...
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𝐓𝐇𝐄 Cobra Kai dojo hummed with its usual intensity. The rhythmic thud of fists hitting pads and the sharp commands from Kim Da-Eun echoed through the room. Yuko sat perched on a bench along the side, her legs crossed elegantly, sipping on a smoothie she had brought with her.
Though she wasn't there to train, her presence had become a constant fixture, much to the surprise of the Cobra Kai students. She didn't fight, and she wasn't a student of the dojo, but her unwavering support of Tory made her a regular sight.
At first, most of the team had been skeptical of her. What was a girl who clearly had more money than all of them combined doing hanging around a place like Cobra Kai? But Yuko had a knack for disarming people with her sharp wit and surprisingly warm smile, and over time, they had grown used to her being there.
"Alright, pairs!" Kim Da-Eun barked, her voice cutting through the chatter.
Tory turned to Yuko, rolling her shoulders as she grabbed her gloves. "You're staying out of this, right?"
Yuko laughed lightly. "Oh, absolutely. My role is strictly moral support. You've got this, Tory."
"Cheerleader extraordinaire," Tory muttered, smirking as she moved to spar with one of the newer recruits.
As the training session continued, Yuko occasionally shouted encouragement from the sidelines. "Nice block, Tory! And keep your guard up—don't let them slip through!"
Her words earned her a few smirks and eye rolls from the other students, but they were used to her banter by now. Even Kim Da-Eun, initially wary of Yuko's presence, seemed to tolerate her as long as she didn't disrupt the training.
After the session ended, the students began filing out, sweat-soaked and exhausted. Yuko waited by the door, handing Tory a water bottle as she approached.
"Thanks," Tory muttered, taking a long sip.
"You looked good out there," Yuko said, falling into step beside her.
Tory glanced sideways at her. "You really think so, or are you just saying that?"
Yuko gave her an exaggeratedly scandalized look. "Tory Nichols, how dare you question my honesty? I am your biggest fan, you know."
Tory rolled her eyes but smiled despite herself. "Yeah, yeah. You coming tomorrow?"
"Of course," Yuko said breezily. "Where else would I be? Besides, someone has to keep these boys in line."
As if on cue, one of the newer recruits called out from behind them, "Hey, Yuko! When are you getting in the ring?"
Yuko turned, flashing a dazzling smile. "Oh, darling, if I ever step into the ring, you'll know. I'll make it a spectacle."
