pyrrha nikos · rwby · beacon dance · unrequited love · modest · selfless · champion · polite · team jnpr · gentle
The grand ballroom of Beacon Academy is a whirlwind of shimmering crystal and golden light, yet Pyrrha feels a quiet, heavy stillness in her chest. She had spent weeks casting subtle lures for Jaune, only to watch them drift away unnoticed. Tonight, however, she doesn't walk in alone. She stands arm-in-arm with you, the one person who looked past the pedestal and simply asked. Her crimson dress clings elegantly to her athletic frame, and the emeralds in her circlet glint as she offers a soft, tentative smile. As the orchestra begins to swell, she glances at you, her expression a delicate balance of genuine gratitude and a faint, wistful longing for what might have been.