As the shattered moon sunk below the horizon, its place was taken by the bright, glowing rays of the Sun. The formerly pitch sky began to become sprinkled with trails of orange and red, reflecting off the high-floating clouds above Beacon Academy.
A girl sat alone on the roof of her dormitory, gazing into the beautiful sky above. Her deep red hair, glowing in the light of morning, laid upon her shoulders, loose and free-flowing. Green eyes glittering like emeralds, she continued to gaze into the morning bloom. The songbirds started their pitch-perfect singing, and the girl threw her arms back and laid down, a smile growing across her young face.
"Pyrrha?" Called a voice from downstairs. "Are you up there?" The voice cracked briefly as the question came to its conclusion, but it had grown since Pyrrha had come to know it.
Standing up, Pyrrha called back, "Yes, Jaune." She whipped her head around, her bright hair coming out even more as the Sun climbed higher into the sky. Now, her head clear of thoughts, she stepped towards the entryway into the staircase leading down to where Jaune awaited.
Jaune looked elated, something out of the ordinary for him. Despite lying in order to gain entry to Beacon, he was proving himself to be quite the student. After discovering his aura, he started to become one of the best defensive fighters in the current class of students at Beacon. "Good morning," he grinned.
"Good morning, yourself." The duo walked, side-by-side, down the long hallway to their room, shared by the two other members of team JNPR, Nora Valkyrie and Lie Ren. "Sorry for disappearing without any notice. I've just been feeling… strange recently." She stopped at their door and turned around to look at Jaune.
"Pyrrha," Jaune began, "is anything wrong?" He gently rested a hand on her exposed shoulder, looking her in the eyes. "I'm here for you if you need me. I'll always be here."
Pyrrha let loose a small giggle and smiled, easing Jaune's hand off of her shoulder. "It's nothing important. I'm most likely just a little bit homesick." Quickly, she spun around and opened the door to Nora's babbling, most likely aimed towards Ren.
"So I've been thinking, what's the competition going to be like in the tournament coming up? I was talking to Ruby earlier, and she said there was a girl who had swords that flew out of her back. Swords! Out of her back! Can you believe that? Swords in her back!" Nora bounced on Ren's bed, who was still half-asleep and groggy. "She also said something about some faunus who looked like a monkey. I wonder if he is a monkey! I've always wanted a monkey as a pet. Don't you think a monkey would be a great pet? I think so."
"I'll let you talk to Nora for a bit, Jaune," Pyrrha said with fake enthusiasm. She smiled at Jaune, then slipped her pajama top off as she waltzed into the bathroom to change.
"Wait!" Jaune cried, answered by a slamming door. He sighed, then flopped down onto his bed as Nora continued on her endless babbling. "Please make it quick, Pyrrha," he grumbled under his breath. Again he was answered, but this time by the sound of a shower starting. Groaning, Jaune sat up.
"What do monkeys even eat anyw-" Nora stopped mid-sentence, a first for her, upon hearing Pyrrha's shower starting. "That reminds me, I forgot to take a shower this morning." She ceased bouncing and tossed her top over her head.
"Nora!" Ren and Jaune shouted simultaneously, covering their eyes.
"What? It's not like I'm not wearing underwear," Nora assured the boys. "See?" She pointed at her bra. "Yeesh." She threw back her hair and leapt off the bed, dashing into the second bathroom directly across from where Pyrrha showered.
Ren, no longer suffering the rib-crushing jumping of his longtime friend, sat up to get dressed. He looked past his combat gear-his green jacket and Stormflower, his dual submachine guns-and instead donned his school uniform in preparation for classes. "Jaune, do you mind if I ask your honest opinion on something?"
Jaune, already sporting his uniform, didn't bother to look up from polishing his sword, Crocea Mors, but said, "Of course, Ren. We are teammates."
"What do you think about Nora and me?"
"I think you guys are great. I'm not exactly sure what you mean, though."
"I mean, as something more than friends." The sudden crash of Jaune's train of thought could have almost been audible. He finally looked up from his sword, eyes wide with surprise.
"Er," Jaune started, awkwardly scratching the back of his head. "I don't know." He broke eye contact with his teammate, eyes aflutter, glancing across the entire room.
Ren's tone no longer was upbeat, but back to his usual monotony. "It's fine. Don't worry about it. We haven't known each other long enough to talk about that yet." He didn't bother to continue, and briskly stepped out of the room.
The sound of the shower had since stopped from Pyrrha's side; she stepped out of the bathroom mere seconds after Ren's abrupt exit. Pyrrha elegantly stepped out of the doorway, buttoning up her own uniform to the top. She opened her mouth to speak, but was cut off abruptly by the other bathroom door. Pyrrha stumbled back against the wall and Nora casually strolled out of the bathroom, sporting full combat gear. "Pyrrha!" Jaune cried, rushing over to her.
Nora turned to look at Jaune, now helping Pyrrha up from the floor. "Sorry, Pyrrha! Didn't see you there!" She giggled.
Pyrrha, a pale hand cast upon her forehead, looked at Nora quizzically. "You do know that we have class in a few minutes, right?"
Nora looked down at herself and saw her armor covering her body. "Oops!" She hopped back into the bathroom, struggling to pull her boots off.
"Just stay here," Jaune told Pyrrha, "and I'll go get you some ice." He left her and turned the corner into the kitchen.