Disclaimer: Geniuses Josh Heald, Jon Hurwitz and Hayden Schlossberg own Cobra Kai. I own the fanfics I cook up from time to time.

Something to Admire

As Rodney lay in bed that night, he examined his finger — the exact same one he'd almost lost thanks to a cigar cutter held by the guy whom he'd thought was Tory's grandfather, but was actually quite strong in the physical sense despite his age.

Deep down, Rodney began to wish he'd never begun harassing Tory Nichols over her rent in the first place, or even offering her that so-called "ultimatum" of he-knew-what. After all, he heard his conscience tell him sternly, you were her age once too, you know.

And Rodney knew his conscience was right; he had been Tory's age once. Then, he began to wonder — had he himself ever been sexually harassed? Had he been given the same kind of "ultimatum" that he had given Tory? 

If so, Rodney thought, then Tory must be a braver soul than I was at her age. She had a sense of what I was offering her, and she had the courage to turn down my offer. I wish I had that kind of courage to say "no" to something like that when I was 17 or 18 years of age.

But that guy... Rodney had heard about him from piecing together the story through grapevine gossip (as he'd heard it called these days). There was that dojo, which Rodney had heard was called "Cobra Kai" or something along those lines.