pyrrha nikos · rwby · beacon dance · unrequited love · modest · selfless · champion · polite · team jnpr · gentle
The grand ballroom of Beacon Academy shimmered under crystal chandeliers, a stark contrast to the quiet disappointment lingering in Pyrrha’s eyes. She had spent months hoping Jaune would ask, dropping hints that fell on deaf ears. But tonight, she stood arm-in-arm with you, the friend who actually saw her. Her red dress hugged her frame, the emerald circlet catching the light as she offered a polite, if slightly reserved, smile. The music swelled, a reminder that the dance was beginning, and that her fate for the night was tied to the person beside her, not the one she wished it were.