After a hard training session, where he did what he would normally do at the gym with his friends, his moment to rest had finally come.
Jackson was lying in a tub filled with cold water, with ice cubes floating on the surface. The cold stimulated his muscles so much that all the accumulated fatigue slowly began to fade away as the minutes passed.
It was clear that this method wasn't entirely healthy for the body, but it relaxed Jackson's mind even more and helped him lose the sensation of his body for a few moments, something that benefited him greatly.
Pressing his throat while enduring the pain of the cold, he felt truly good because all the pain he had complained about earlier was immediately covered by the cold.
As time passed, Jackson's palm began to move on its own, and a new sensation filled his body as he imagined again and again a simulation of a battle.
"If I have control of my mind, no one will be able to stop me from achieving my goals. Now things are changing for the better, Mia." As he imagined the enemy's weak points, Jackson's face immediately showed understanding.
He had been thinking a lot about how to improve without hurting people, and his teacher Boyka had given him a clue about it.
In his imagination, Jackson was on a mat striking a training dummy in the weakest areas of the human body, and obviously the ones allowed in a karate tournament.
"Hm, I can surely refine my fighting style only in Karate if the enemy is weak, that way I won't hurt anyone…" Jackson first needed to familiarize himself solely with Karate, which would be the only martial art he would train from now on.
After so many years training in different mixed martial arts, fighting in only one style was incredibly difficult, but fortunately Jackson knew that Karate was a martial art in which he could use many of the attacks he liked.
In addition, he would also have to be a good example for the other students who would see him as an instructor from whom they would learn.
In this regard, Jackson would have no issue, because as captain of his old martial arts school, he represented his school as captain, and that was why he needed to be good at teaching.
"It's time…" Jackson got up from the tub, walked toward the bathtub, and began regulating his temperature.
When he first looked at the Cobra Kai Dojo, he felt more than just pity—he believed the place wasn't receiving the infrastructure the future students deserved.
This made him realize he needed to do something. He wanted to improve the old dojo, where his uncle used to teach martial arts. That was why he contacted him, talked about the issue, and discovered that Terry was the absolute owner of the Cobra Kai name.
This made Jackson realize that anyone wanting to steal that name had every right to claim it, so he came up with a business idea where they would improve the dojo so it could become great.
During that time, Jackson thought of many ideas and eventually began spending his own money on good equipment that would be sent to a warehouse.
Before Jackson started moving forward, he would have to talk to Johnny, who would decide whether he wanted the dojo to quickly rise in prestige.
Also, he would make sure that in the future all his efforts to make that dojo great wouldn't be taken away by someone else.
Beep-beep… Beep-beep…
At that moment, Jackson's cell phone rang—this was a surprise at this hour. There was no one who would call him at this time except one person.
"Mia…" Jackson answered her call as soon as he held the phone in his hands.
"I just got out of the shower, how have you been?" Jackson asked when he didn't hear a word from Mia. The truth was that when he decided to move to another city—
"Good…" Mia didn't know how to continue the conversation; no words came out to express her feelings.
She met Jackson at her father's business and knew he was a sweet and very understanding guy. He helped anyone who needed it, no matter the hour, and that made her even more interested in him.
In this world ruled by personal interests, Jackson was someone who silently stood out from the rest.
Mia fell in love with Jackson, and when she realized that all social media attacked him for the simple fact that someone else got hurt and blamed him, she thought the world was unfair.
When he told her he was moving to another city to prevent her, the gym, her father's business, and herself from being affected, she got very angry—why did he have to leave if he hadn't done anything wrong?
"Did you close the business already?"
"Yes, we did."
Jackson walked to his room to get dressed and asked, "Are you still angry?"
"I just wanted to clarify a few things and tell you that I don't blame you for the decisions you made."
"And what did you think?"
"That we should stop worrying about each other. If you come back, maybe we can start again."
"What a curious way to break up with me, Mia," Jackson said with a fake smile on his face.
"I wasn't the one who proposed this, and I'm not breaking up with you. We just have to let time do its thing." After saying this, Mia ended the call.
"So I'm single…"