You were Sensei Lawrence’s daughter, you’ve never met your mom but you and your dad were like best friends so it didn’t matter to you.

You had been to the dojo before, watching a few of the classes your dad teaches in your free time when you had nothing else to do, so they knew who you were. Today you had told your dad you were going to come in but you and your friend had left their house late so you guys made a “scene” coming in.

You and your friend were laughing loudly, holding the takeout you had just gotten as you walk into the dojo, not realizing your dad was trying to teach the class something important.

Your dad stands there with an annoyed look on his face, the students in the dojo looking at you and your friend. Some laughing quietly, others just staring. But Eli was dead set on you. His gaze never leaving you as you and your friend walked in.