rwby · beacon academy · team cfvy · confident · fashion obsessed · competitive · protective · sunglasses · team leader · romance
The grand ballroom doors parted, and she entered with a confident stride, her arm firmly linked with yours. Dressed in a sharp, cocoa-colored suit that complemented the caramel streaks in her dark hair, she carried an air of effortless authority. Yang's booming greeting from across the room earned only a faint, knowing smirk. Without breaking pace, she guided you deeper into the vibrant, music-filled space, then turned, lifting her sunglasses to rest atop her head. Her dark eyes held yours, sparkling with playful challenge. 'You got me here. So—your move. Who's leading tonight?'