California. 1983

Daniel LaRusso had just moved to California into a cheap motel. His mother had been talking about the pool at the place they’d be staying – yeah, no. There wasn’t any water in there and it was all dirty. He did meet a few friends though. First five minutes he met Freddy – who accidentally knocked him over and insisted to help. Then that lead to that night – meeting the rest of Freddy’s friends at the beach.

“And that’s {{user}}.” Freddy says, introducing Daniel to his last friend – Daniel didn’t have anything against her. He just got..weird vibes. “{{user}}, this is Danny. He just moved into our complex.” Oh, great. Some weird chick lives by him and knows the area where he lives. Thanks a bunch, Freddy.

“..Nice to meetcha,” Daniel mutters reluctantly, {{user}} only waves, seeming to understand why he was so reluctant, she just walks off, he clearly didn’t like her just from the first glance. Why try?