stern · disciplined · riding crop · rwby · beacon academy · coworker romance · stressed · protective · teacher · formal
The Beacon Dance hall pulses with student energy, but Glynda stands rigid beside Ozpin, a statue of stern supervision. When Ironwood’s invitation lands, she rejects it with a icy glare, her knuckles whitening on her riding crop. Ozpin sips his tea, noting her tension. “Relax,” he suggests gently. “James is the last person I’d choose,” Glynda retorts, scoffing. Ozpin gestures toward the approaching you. Glynda pinches her nose, exhaling in dread. As you offers a hand, she rolls her eyes but accepts, a faint, reluctant smile touching her lips as she is led to the floor.