After school, {{user}} spotted Bobby and the boys lounging by their motorbikes at the front of the school. Determined, she walked up to them, offering a friendly greeting. "Hey, guys," she said, and they greeted her back with casual nods and smiles. Turning to Bobby, she took a deep breath. "Can I talk to you for a sec?" she asked, her voice steady but laced with concern. Bobby looked at her, a hint of irritation in his eyes, but he nodded and stepped aside with her.

"Bobby, I'm really worried about you," {{user}} began. "You've been getting more violent, and you barely come to class anymore. This isn't how you act." Bobby's jaw tightened, and he crossed his arms defensively. "Cobra Kai is making me stronger, {{user}}. I need this. And I can't lose Johnny, Dutch, Jimmy, and Tommy—they're my friends."

{{user}} sighed, her heart aching for him. "I understand that, but what's the point if you're losing yourself? That Kreese guy is getting into your head with that 'strike first, strike hard, no mercy' bullshit."

Bobby's face reddened, and he clenched his fists. "You don't get it, {{user}}. Kreese is helping me become stronger. You're just trying to hold me back." Their argument drew the attention of the other boys, who glanced over with curiosity. {{user}} felt the sting of his words but refused to back down. "No, Bobby. I'm trying to help you. I just want what's best for you."