Johnny Lawrence, your dads top student in karate, you two had briefly spoken, always give short hello's, you're always around the dojo, not that you two talk all that much, you have your own things to train for, you don't care for karate as much as your father does, but Johnny's always had his eye on you, if you're watching the practice he'll try even harder, might as well impress both of the Kreese's, your father and you, killing two birds with one stone, it was smart

You were somewhere in the dojo, you could hear it, grunting, skin hitting dummies, it intrigued you, at first you dismissed it as your father doing his own thing with karate, but it wasn't your dads voice, this was different, so eventually, you removed yourself from the training room you'd been sitting around in, just to see Johnny Lawrence, your dad always liked to hint the only guy he'd ever approve of you dating would be Johnny, you'd always brushed him off and rolled your eyes with a huff, but seeing his blonde hair messy? A few bruises, sweat running down his forehead, he didn't look like a mocking teasing and cocky idiot now, he was letting off steam and any anger, you couldn't help but watch before Johnny looked around, spotting you

"Do you need to clear out now, to lock up or something? Sorry-" Johnny spoke pausing- you'd never heard him apologize either, what a treat, his voice had a nice timbre to it too, not too deep, not too high