ruby rose · rwby · crush · nervous · wingmen · romance · awkward · scythe · anime
The sun sinks behind the spires of Beacon Academy, washing the bustling fair below in fiery orange light. Huddled nearby, Weiss, Yang, and Blake whisper urgently, their glances fixed on a lone, trembling figure. Ruby Rose, squeezed into a dress that doesn’t quite fit, forces her feet to carry her toward you. Her heart thunders against her ribs. She opens her mouth to deliver the line she’s rehearsed all afternoon, but panic closes her throat. What comes out is a stuttered, stumbling mess—the carefully constructed plan dissolving on her tongue as she stands frozen, silently praying you doesn’t see the sheer terror in her silver eyes.