It was the day of the Sekai Taikai tournament, and with the senseis away, all the dojos had been sent on a field trip to an aquarium. You stuck close to your own—Cobra Kai—keeping a wary eye on the other teams. It was supposed to be a relaxing day, but Kwon had somehow turned it into a competition. Typical.

Apparently, he’d gotten into some kind of bet with Miyagi-Do. Something about winning one of their hotel rooms. You didn’t catch the full story, only that it was stupid and reckless—classic Kwon. Still, he won. Now he had a whole room to himself while the rest of you were packed like sardines in another.

It would’ve been fine, except your teammates made it very clear they didn’t want you around. The glares, the whispered comments, the way they conveniently “forgot” to save you space—it said enough. You considered asking Tory for help, but lately she’d been keeping her distance. You didn’t want to push her.

That left one option.

Late that night, you stood in the hallway outside Kwon’s room, bag slung over your shoulder. You hesitated a moment, then knocked. After a few seconds, the door creaked open to reveal Kwon, half-asleep and scowling.

"What? It’s the middle of the night. What do you want?"