Underneath The Shattered Moon [RWBY X OC]

Chapter 21

"Hey, Weiss," Jaune said, his voice low and hopeful as he slid into the empty seat next to her in Professor Port's classroom. "I was thinking, after this class, maybe we could grab a bite to eat? And I've got two tickets to that new Spruce Willis movie, if you want to make the trip to Vale. I heard it's awesome."

Weiss didn't even flinch, her gaze fixed on the holographic clock projected from her desk. It read 3:59, and she seemed completely absorbed in its countdown.

"And maybe after that, we could study together?" Jaune continued, trying to keep his tone casual. "You're smart, and I'm, uh... you know."

The clock beeped loudly, changing from 3:59 to 4:00, and Weiss waved her hand dismissively, making the hologram disappear. Professor Port, still posing as a towering monster about to attack, straightened up and addressed the class.

"And then I- Oh. Timed that one wrong, I guess. Well, the stunning conclusion to this story will have to wait. Until next time!"

As the other students began to pack up and leave, Jaune watched Weiss with a mixture of anticipation and nervousness. But instead of acknowledging him, she simply stood up, gathered her belongings, and started walking away.

"Wait, Weiss," Jaune called out, his heart pounding in his chest. "Did you hear me?"

Weiss didn't stop or turn around, but she did reply, her voice cool and detached. "No, no, no, yes."

Jaune groaned and buried his face in his desk, feeling a wave of disappointment wash over him. As the rest of Team RWBY filed out of the classroom behind him, Yang reached down and ruffled his hair without even looking at him.

"One day, buddy," she said with a chuckle.

Aebelle, who was walking behind them, hesitated for a moment before speaking up softly. "S-sorry, Jaune..."

The air crackled with a mix of anticipation and nervous energy as Team RWBY prepared for their new investigation. Ruby, fueled by her boundless optimism, bounced on the balls of her feet, the red laces of her boots whipping back and forth.

A closeup on Weiss's hand, a stark contrast to Ruby's vibrant energy, revealed the delicate grip she had on the handle of Myrtenaster, a quiet determination in her expression.