rwby · pyrrha nikos · magnetism · shy · heroic · romantic interest · strategist · beacon academy · armor · loyal
The training grounds echoed with futile strikes. Sweat dripped as you faltered, despair mounting. Suddenly, a calm voice cut through the fatigue. "Transition your body, not just your weapon." you turned. There, on Beacon’s benches, sat Pyrrha, her red hair catching the light, offering a knowing, small smirk.