Here it is.

There was a combination of several reasons why he was leaning over the side of the airship, emptying the contents of his stomach. It was a combination of the uncertainty and nervousness in the way he was able to sneak into the school, fear of being exposed, but largely because of the fact that he was 10,000 feet above the ground. He always had an issue with airsickness since he was a child, but the judgment-filled stares that everyone was giving him only compounded the problem; he felt nothing but out of place as his nervousness overwhelmed him.

"Okay Jaune, you can do this. Make a good impression. You're going to be judged and evaluated starting today for the next four years. Make them good." His body involuntarily forced him to hurl again, with the puke containing whatever remained of his breakfast descending off the side of the airship, quickly becoming a dot in the distance; he barely held onto the railing as his knees grew weaker. "And… this is not a good first impression."

Trying to find some solace, he took a look at his sword holstered on his belt, the family heirloom he grabbed in the last second before he left the house. Without any practice on it, it may as well be an oversized and overweight stick. But he had hope that some part of his family's legacy or latent talent had passed down to him, and grabbing the sword would help him realize it. But now, glancing at it again, and comparing himself to everyone else around, it just seemed to mock him at his lack of training and preparation.

His body shook violently as he could feel another spasm coming through. However, before his body could regurgitate any more fluids that may still be remaining, a boy wearing a black button-up shirt and black pants walked up to him and patted him on the back. [Are you okay? You're not contemplating jumping, right? If you want to die, you should do it someplace where it doesn't bother anyone.]

"What? No! I just wanted to go somewhere where my vomiting wouldn't disturb anyone!" Gripping the railings tighter, he consciously braced himself for another convulsion, but it never came. "Huh?"

[Oh, thank goodness! That's what I thought you were doing. Lucky for you, I know a way to help!] The boy gave him a solid smack on the back, causing Jaune to literally wrap his arms around the railings in order to not fall off. [You know, acupuncture or massage or something like that.]

"Oh, uhhh… Thanks." Jaune did feel a lot better; at the very least, the sickening feeling at the pit of his stomach had went away. "I wasn't really expecting anyone to approach me. Nice to meet you, my name's Jaune Arc."

[Likewise. Name's Kumagawa Misogi.] The boy leaned back against the railing, running his hand across his hair as he struck an aloof posture. As he looked off to the distance, he said, [What a wonderful view we have here. Aren't you glad you came?]

Aiming to emulate him, Jaune struck a similar pose as he looked towards the sky. "Most of the time I'm too sick to notice, but you're right." Taking a deep breathe, he put his full attention into appreciating the scenery. "It's a different perspective, seeing the buildings the size of ants, feeling the sky close enough as if you could reach out and grab it. Makes you feel glad to be alive to experience all of this."

[...] Kumagawa looked at him, tilting his head inquisitively. [I believed you have misunderstood me. The scenery I speak of is one of a much more primal nature. One which appeals to men across creeds and culture. You see, when a nice gust of wind flows, that which tickles a man's fancy appears; I am, of course, referring to a panty shot.]

Jaune was stunned for a second; his words failed him as he stared at Kumagawa blankly. That's… kinda weird. But it's not like it's a crime to be perverted. As another breeze set in, Kumagawa leered at another girl as her skirt upturned. The girl being observed sent him a look of revulsion before walking back down to the cabin. And I'm guessing I'm not the only reason why people started leaving the deck. But he's can't be a bad person, right? Especially considering he did approach me to help me out.

"Huh. That's…uh, nice?." Trying to continue the conversation, his train of thought naturally lead to another next question. "Do you do this often? Look for these types of… opportunities?"

[Nope!] Jaune let out a sigh of relief as he briefly thought that Kumagawa might not be as his first impression might imply. [I tend to make my own opportunities.] The blonde resisted the temptation to bash his head against railings for his naive expectation. [Especially after today!] Kumagawa does a sweeping motion over the deck, for the few other passengers still here. [For whatever reason, this airship is filled with beauties! How could I resist?]

"Now that you mention it…" Taking a look around him, Jaune observed that the girls that still remained were definitely more physically attractive compared to the ones at his school. Upon his observation reaching the end of the deck, he locked eyes with one blonde beauty who simply rolled her eyes at him in disgust before turning her back to him. "But I don't think leering at them is a good way to… improve relations with them? And I think I definitely have lost my chance already…"

[Art is in the eye of the beholder. Doesn't that mean we should simply observe art as it is?] Before Jaune could launch a single note of dispute, Kumagawa wrapped his arm around his neck and acted all buddy-buddy with him. [As for your chances… Nonsense! You're a strapping, confident young man who will be a Huntsman, a savior of the world. I doubt one bad first impression is going to take that away from you.]

"Well…" He remained unconvinced.

[Besides, if you don't talk to them, you'll never get over their first impression of you!] Kumagawa's smile changed to a pout for a brief moment. [Are you planning on never talking to anyone at school? Besides-] He jumped up and down like a little kid. [Cute! Girls!]

"I guess…?" Whether it was that self-assured confidence or smile that got to him, Jaune slowly became more convinced. My mom always said that girls would constantly send me Valentines; they were just too shy to give it to me in person… "I guess it can't hurt to at least talk to some of them…"

[Good! Now, let's see who's going to be our first -ahem- victim…]

The first day of school couldn't have started out any worse. She's messed up her first impression on everyone she's met so far, all thanks to her stupid clumsiness and awkwardness. This was her chance to make a debut, to really show off and make real friends for the first time, and she screwed it all up. Now, all she wanted to do was just roll around in this crater in self-loathing. Her thoughts shifted to the boy who had given a warm smile for her.

If only it was just as easy. She let out a deep sigh. If only Kumagawa was here… Suddenly, an outreached hand appeared in front of her. The angle of the sun made it difficult to make out their features, but to have any kindness extended out for her, she would graciously take it. Grabbing the hand, the stranger pulled her up. "Thank you. My name's Ruby Rose. Thanks for helping me up."

[Hello, Miss Rose.] The voice resonated within her eardrums, echoing in sweet familiarity. Still slightly in disbelief, she blinked a few times to ensure she was really seeing the same unchanging smile that she had hoped to see. Like stars aligning, it seemed like someone had answered her prayers. Before she could yell out in exhilaration, Kumagawa dragged someone else over and pushed him in front of her. [I'd like for you to meet Jaune Arc. Now, don't let the fact he threw up in the airship take away from the fact that he's a handsome natural blonde. I'll leave you two alone to-]

"Kumagawa!" The person introduced as Jaune yelled out. "You can't begin every single one of my introductions with that line!" Looking visibly upset, he threw out some light jabs at Kumagawa who recoiled, pretending like they truly did hurt.

Ruby said the first thing that came into mind. "Vomit-Boy?"

"Oh, come on!" Jaune threw his hands up in the air in exasperation. "How does everyone already know that nickname?"

[Well, I'm sure you two will have much to talk about. I'll leave you two be.]

However, Ruby grabbed his hand, stopping him as he was walking away. "Wait, Kumagawa. Don't you remember me?" It had only been a week, but Kumagawa was acting like he didn't recognize her.

[I'm sorry, have we met before?] Her shoulders slumped down in disappointment; the thought that only she saw some meaning in their miraculous reunion struck her. As if seeing her reaction, he gave her a knowing wink. [Just kidding! How I could I forget about the cutest girl I have ever met?] Ruby's eyes lit up at his response.

"Wait, you two know each other?" Jaune chimed in. "Did you two go to the same school or something?"

"Yup!" Ruby was more than enthused to answer. "Well, not going to the same school. We helped kick butt against Roman Torchwick, and it was the reason I was scouted for Beacon! But I didn't know you were going to attend Beacon too?"

[It seems we're in the same boat, then. Ozpin, too, had an eye out for my talent.] One did not have to be well-versed in body language to understand just how delighted Ruby was to hear that.

"Roman Torchwick, huh?" Jaune spoke up. "Didn't they mention him in the rebroadcast, how he finally got captured? Did you two do that?"

"Yup! I was all like 'Whatcha' and 'Wa-pow,' and Kumagawa was all like 'You're in my way,' and and…" Ruby looked down, tapping her feet together with an embarrassed rouge on her face. "It was really cool."

[No, no, I didn't do anything!] Kumagawa vehemently denied, waving his hands out in front of him. [She did all the work, swinging her scythe around and knocking out all the bad guys. She even used her body to protect me! How cool, right?]

Ruby's eyes darted around, unable to maintain eye contact with Kumagawa. Trying to take the attention off of her, she took out and began swinging her weapon around, trying to show off her skills. "Eh heh heh. It was only a little bit cool."

Jaune took a step back to avoid being beheaded by the weapon. "That is pretty cool. I have uhh…" He fumbled around for his weapon, taking a few seconds to pull out his sword. "This thing. The sheath can turn into a shield!" Proudly and boldly proclaiming that, he pressed a button that changed the sheath into a shield with an emblem of two crescent moons on it.

"That's-"

[Wow! A real sword and shield!] Jumping up and down while running circles around Jaune, Kumagawa took a close look at the weapon. [Yes, as I suspect, if you want to be a hero, the sword and shield combo is the ONLY way to go! How quaint! How cool!]

Initially a bit taken back, Jaune quickly gathered himself and puffed his chest in pride. "Yup. Passed through four generations too. Well, I-"

[It's even a family heirloom! Oh… my… god…! Jaune, you truly understand! If only you actually fell on that girl's-]

Jaune hands moved instantly to cover Kumagawa's mouth as soon as those words slipped. "So… uhh, it's nothing special, but that's my weapon." Despite being muffled, Kumagawa still attempted to continue his sentence, only looking satisfied after he finished speaking his unheard proclamation.

"I like it. Not much people have an appreciation for the classics these days." As if it were his turn, the two looked at Kumagawa patiently.

[Mm mmpn s mmm.] Looking proud, Kumagawa looks unfazed by the fact that Jaune is still covering up his mouth.

"Sorry, could you, uhh... repeat that?" Taking his hand away, Jaune started twiddling around with his weapon to put it back into its sheath. "I didn't exactly catch that."

Kumagawa rolled his eyes like they should have caught onto what he said. [My weapon is my own Minus self. Using my wits, personality, and gloomy-]

"Didn't you use screws?" Ruby interrupted him. "Sorry, I know you were leading into it, but I'm kind of a weapon's geek, so I got just a teensy bit impatient with wanting to see them again."

Kumagawa looked disappointed by the fact that he was interrupted. Wait, I messed up! Maybe he really wanted to build it up? With a sigh, two enormous screws appeared in his hand. Before either of them can ask how or point out how unorthodox it was, he threw his weapons toward one of the pillars holding up an archway. Whizzing by, the screws embedded itself into the stone, looking extremely out of place compared to the classic architecture.

"Woah!" Jaune jumped back slightly, not expecting an immediate demonstration. "Was it okay to do that? Didn't you just damage the structure?"

[It's fine. They'll disappear in a bit.] Kumagawa wiped off some nonexistent dust off his shirt. [Anyway, that's my… umm-] He struggled to find the right word.

"Semblance." Ruby quickly helped him finish that thought. "And, Kumagawa, I know you don't know much about the world, but I'm pretty sure damaging buildings is a bad thing to do."

[Oh. Well, as I said, the screws will disappear in time.]

The lightbulb went off in Jaune's head. "Wait, the screws may be gone, but what about the ho-"

[You know.] Kumagawa interrupted him; the smile changed into a slight smirk as he said that. [Now that I look around, there's no one near us. Are you sure we're going in the right direction?]

The two looked at him blankly.

"I thought you knew where you were going."

"You looked so confident walking forward that I just followed you."

[Ah, you should know that I always act confident, even if I'm oblivious.] With that declaration, the three of them looked at each other before giving a slight nod; breaking off into a run, they dashed towards the nearest building in hopes of getting directions.

"Whew, we made it!" Jaune was bent over, desperately panting for any vestiges of air. The people around the auditorium shot him a look, but soon returned to their own conversations.

Kumagawa followed through the door behind him, slightly short of breath. [I don't know why you were in a hurry. I was confident we would make it on time.]

"We would make it on time?!" Practically screaming at the top of his lungs, Jaune once again drew the gazes of everyone. "We spent ten minutes following you without realizing you were looking for a slice of bread!"

With a smirk on his face, Kumagawa waggled his finger sideways and proudly replied. [You mean a piece of toast. If we had found it, we would have gotten here much faster.]

"What… how…?"

[Have you no respect for tradition? We were late for the first day of school. How else would we obtain our destined encounter?]

"Our what?" Letting out a sigh, Jaune put a hand on Kumagawa's shoulder. "Listen. I know we've only known each other for less than an hour, but, I have to say this now. Sometimes… you just make zero sense."

[You… you don't understand?] Covering his face with both his hands, Kumagawa ran off with tears streaming off from the corner of his face. [Jaune, you idiot!]

"Wait, Kumagawa!" As he shouted out, he realized there were some gazes on him. Looking around, people refused to make eye contact, whispering among themselves. He overheard one of them say, "So that's the kind of relationship they're in, huh?"

"It's not like that!" Jaune failed to convince them as they, without any considerations for his feelings, all hastily shuffled away from him. Letting out another sigh, his shoulders slumped down. "I really wish Kumagawa would stop doing that."

"Stop doing what?" Ruby popped up behind him, with a bottle of water in hand. "Sorry, I had to thank the girl for directions. We started talking, and it got pretty long, which made me thirsty, so I took the chance to refill my water too."

"It's okay, you didn't miss much. It's just… Kumagawa." Jaune scratched his head as he looked at his first companion that just ran off and started talking to a girl with a ponytail wearing a white dress, with a pale blue at the edges. "I've only known him for a bit, and the only thing I can used to describe him is… random."

Letting out a giggle, Ruby nodded in agreement. When Kumagawa pointed at her, she gave him a light wave back. "Yeah. He's great, isn't he?"

"Ummm, are we talking to the same person?" Jaune looked down at Ruby, who was looking at Kumagawa with affection. Looking back, he realized how much she was blushing when they were together; he put two and two together. "Do… do you like him?"

Doing a spit-take, Ruby vigorously put her hands up and waved refusingly. "No, no, no! I think he's cool, but like… in kind of a friend-friend way? Anyway, it's not what you think!"

Dubious, Jaune just smiled and gave her a light nod of acknowledgement. "Okay, if you say so-"

Suddenly, an interruption. The combination of the perfect acoustics seem to allow a thundering slap to echo across the auditorium. The two of them, along with the crowd, naturally had their eyes drawn to the source, to see that Kumagawa was lying down on the floor with a red handprint across his cheek. Standing slightly away from him, the girl he had been talking to crossed her arms together and stormed off in a huff, sending out glares to Kumagawa and anyone that stood in his path.

"I looked away for one second…" Despite his tone of annoyance, Jaune had a soft smile on his face. "Come on, let's go get Kumagawa before he does… well, anything, again."

"Yup. He seems to love trouble wherever it is. Lead the way, J-man." Ruby gestured for him to move forward.

He gave her a raised eyebrow at that nickname. "J-man?"

"No good?"

"No good. Let's leave the nicknames for Kumagawa. After all, he did think up of Crater-face."

"Hey!" Ruby lightly punched Jaune for that jest. "We promised not mention that." As they sauntered over to Kumagawa, the two were smiling and laughing the entire way, looking like close friends to any outsider's perspective.