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Arizona Alvarez was a spiritual girl and she was against karate. Things change when Kreese comes into the picture. She felt the need to change and fight. She wanted Miguel Diaz and she was jealous Sam...
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The old Cobra Kai dojo stood in ruins. The once-pristine mats were torn and covered in dust, the mirrors shattered into jagged fragments, and the walls were layered with crude graffiti. The scent of mildew and stale sweat lingered in the air, mixing with the sharp tang of spray paint. The roof creaked under the weight of time, and faint traces of past fights still seemed to echo in the silence.
Arizona stepped through the doorway first, her boots crunching against a piece of broken glass. She let out a slow, almost reverent breath as her eyes swept over the destruction.
"Damn," she murmured. "This place has seen better days."
Miguel followed close behind, running his fingers over a cracked section of the mirror, smudging the dust. His reflection was distorted, warped by the damage, and something about it sent a chill down his spine.
"Yeah," he said, his voice carrying a hint of sadness. "Feels weird seeing it like this."
Arizona took a few more steps forward before stopping near a particular spot on the mat. A flicker of nostalgia crossed her face, her lips tugging into a small, almost mischievous smile.
"Remember when we first kissed?" she asked, tilting her head slightly toward Miguel.
Miguel's eyebrows lifted in recognition before a quiet chuckle escaped him. "Oh yeah," he said, turning to face her fully. "When we fake dated."
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