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The crowd was still buzzing with excitement, but I could barely hear it over the pounding in my chest. Daniel had done it. He fucking did it. The All Valley tournament was his. The cheers, the applause-it was all for him, and I was damn near vibrating from how proud I was.
I shoved my way through the crowd, ignoring the people still gushing about the final match. I had watched it all go down from the stands, white-knuckling the railing, my heart in my throat every time Johnny or one of those Cobra Kai assholes landed a hit on him. But Miyagi's magic hands-or whatever the hell that was-had saved the day, and Daniel had pulled through with that insane crane kick.
Finally, I spotted him. He was still on the mat, trophy in hand, grinning like an idiot while Miyagi gave him one of those wise, approving nods.
"Daniel LaRusso!" I hollered, my voice barely cutting through the noise.
His head snapped toward me, eyes lighting up the second he saw me barreling toward him. "(Y/n)!"
The next thing I knew, I had launched myself at him, arms around his neck, nearly knocking him over in the process. "Holy shit, you actually won!" I laughed breathlessly.
"Thanks for the vote of confidence," he wheezed, tightening his grip around my waist to keep us both steady.
I pulled back just enough to look at him, still grinning. His face was bruised, lip swollen, and I was pretty sure his ribs were screaming at him, but none of that mattered right now. He had the stupidest, happiest...