Pyrrha ran as far away from the cafeteria as she could, far away from the amorous stranger impersonating her teammate. She didn't know what possessed to act so hastily, but one thing was for certain, staying back in the cafeteria with Juan for even another minute would've been downright catastrophic for her.

Upon reaching the main quad of Beacon's campus, Pyrrha allowed herself a moment's reprieve, collapsing onto a nearby bench as she struggled to quell her throbbing heart. Try as she might, however, the feeling simply refused to go away. She was trapped in deep conflict with herself. Her heart was shouting for her to run back, to take the opportunity to be with Juane and never let go. But she knew better.

The man that was courting her mere moments ago looked like Jaune, but his personality was of an entirely different person. One that was apparently spanish, a romanticist, and was deeply infatuated with her. Not that she had a problem with that, but that was exactly the problem! Kind of, sort of, maybe...

Pyrrha sighed to herself, she didn't even know what she was saying anymore. On one hand, she wouldn't have to worry about Jaune moping to himself anymore. On the other, she'll have to deal with someone named Juan Arc from here on out. Was this a good thing, or a bad thing? Should she just ask Ruby to reverse her hypnosis on him and get him some real help? What was the point of making him feel better about himself when he's not really himself?

"Pyrrha!" Pyrrha's head shot up upon hearing her name being called. Off on the opposite end of the quad she could see Ruby speed on over to her with rose petals trailing behind her as she did so. In a flash, Ruby appeared in front of her with a perplexed look on her face. "There you are! Why'd you run off like that?"

"Ruby, what have we done?" Pyrrha grabbed the younger girl by the shoulders. "We broke Jaune."

"Pfft, what? No we didn't. We made him better!" Ruby exclaimed. "I mean, sure, he calls himself Juan now, and he can speak fluent spanish as a second language, but we cured him of his mopiness!"

"But... what about Jaune?" Pyrrha mumbled dejectedly.

"What about him? He's fine. And apparently, a lot of the others girls think so too. If you catch my drift." Ruby waggled her eyebrow jokingly. "You do, right? Cause if you don't then I can explain it to y-"

"What!?" Pyrrha pulled Ruby towards her in a panic to where their noses were practically touching. "What happen?"

"Uh, well, you see... the reason I was looking for you was because you kinda caused a scene in the cafeteria when you ran out of there in hurry. Not to mention the fact that you did it while lover boy was sweet talking you." Ruby scratched the back of her head. "Because of that little fiasco, you two are today's biggest gossip piece."

"..." Pyrrha was at a loss for words. She loosened her grip on Ruby's shoulder and took a half step back. "What are they saying?"

"Pyrrha Nikos, champion of Minstral, rejects Jaune Arc's heartfelt confession and runs out on him." Ruby explained in conjunction with dramatic hand gestures. "Lover boy's in the market for a new lover, or so the story goes."

"T-that's a lie! He wasn't confessing to me!" Pyrrha stuttered. "He was just complimenting how beautiful my hair was, and my eyes, and how soft my skin was..." She felt herself burn up again as she recalled Juan's exact words. They were all sincere, she could feel it, and that her decision to run all the more hurtful to him.

Even now they succeed in winning her over. Had it not been for her monumental willpower in resisting the call of temptation, she'd throw caution to the wind and get together with him in a heartbeat. But she wanted to be with Jaune, the lovable blonde goofball that caught her eye when the first met, not Juan, self proclaimed fighter and lover extraordinaire.

"Yeah, to us." Ruby started. "The other students around us think otherwise. And thanks to Juan's smooth talking display, everyone's perception of Jaune's changed just like that. You might even say that some of the ladies want a piece of him no-." Ruby paused when she noticed the look of sheer abject terror forming on her friend's face. "Heh heh, I probably shouldn't have said that." Ruby grinned weakly. "Pyrrha? Pyrrha, talk to me."

"I-I think I need to lie down." Pyrrha fell back onto the bench, rubbing her temples in a futile attempt to alleviate the skull splitting migraine just hanging above her head. "Ruby, we have to turn him back to normal. This isn't right."

"Do we have to though?" Ruby pouted. "This version of Jaune's pretty cool, I like him just as much as I like the regular Jaune. And think about it, he technically is still Jaune. Can we keep him around for a little while longer, just to acclimate to him?"

"I'm getting a serious sense of deja vu with the way you're talking to me like this." Pyrrha muttered. "I don't know, Ruby. This goes against my better judgement."

"Just give him a few days. I promise things will get better for the both of you." Ruby sat beside Pyrrha, nudging her arm with her elbow. "So spill, why'd you run off like that? You looked like you were enjoying Juan's compliment a little too much. I never seen you lose your composure like that before."

"I'm a person, Ruby. Not some hard wired fighting machine." Pyrrha retorted, sighing afterwards. "I ran because Juan was just saying so much about me while kissing my arm that I just didn't know what to do. What can I say? Love makes people do stupid stuff. Wouldn't you freak out too if the guy you liked just started treating you like some kind of physical goddess?"

"..." Ruby's eyes were wide. "Oh my gosh!" She jumped from her seat, pointing an accusing finger towards her friend. "You like Jaune!"

Before she could say more, Pyrrha clamped her hands over Ruby's mouth like a vice grip, muffling anymore of her words.

"Shh!" Pyrrha shushed. "Not so loud!" she whispered loudly.

"Mmmph! Mmph?" said Ruby.

"Yes, I have for a while now." Replied Pyrrha.

"Mmph! Mmph! Mmph?"

"I've tried, but I guess my actions were far too subtle to get through to his dense nature, but it's part of his quirk."

"Mmph? Mmph!"

"I don't know. This isn't Jaune, it's Juan."

"Mmph?" Ruby raised her eyebrow.

"Of course there's a difference."

"Mmmph" Ruby deadpanned.

"Aren't you a little young to be telling me that?"

"Mmph." Ruby huffed, crossing her arms. "Mmph! Mmph."

"Well if you want to act like a five year old, then I'll treat you like a five year old. How's that sound?"

"Mmph." Ruby replied dejectedly, slumping over.

"It's okay, just be careful with what you say next time." Pyrrha removed her hand from Ruby's mouth.

"So does that mean you'll give Juan a chance?"

"I'll give him a week, nothing more, nothing less." Pyrrha stated. "If I don't like him then it's back to regular Jaune. Got it?"

"This is going to be an interesting week, then. I mean, how can't you like Juan?"

"We'll see, Ruby. We'll see." Pyrrha took a deep breath, and exhaled slowly to steel herself for the rest of the day. She didn't know what life was going to throw at her now, but she was prepared for it, and she was more than prepared to put up with Juan.


Whatever resolve Pyrrha had mustered up earlier evaporated immediately the moment she stepped into the classroom. There Juan was, standing by his seat, completely surrounded by women from all over Beacon Academy, screaming his name like rabid fan girls, shouting about how cool he is and such while the boy dealt with them using the ol' Arc family charm.

Pyrrha, Ren, Nora, and all of team RWBY stood by the doorway, watching with utter disbelief at Juan's newfound popularity with the ladies, and subsequent unpopularity with the boys. Yang had to rub her eyes just to make sure that she wasn't seeing the whole thing wrong.

"Okay, now I'm certain that this is a dream." Yang muttered. "A weird dream caused by that out of date vegetarian burrito I ate yesterday. I'm gonna wake up any moment now, lying in bed, dressed in my pj's with drool dribbling down the side of my mouth."

"Funny, I didn't realize that your dream looked so much like reality." Blake quipped. "Guess you're gonna have to suck it up, Yang. This is really happening."

"Huh, that's not something you see everyday." said Ren as he observed his friend's new group of ravenous admirers.

"Yeah, he works fast." Nora added. "Hey Juan! How're you doing down there!" she shouted.

"Just fine, Nora! Thank you for asking!" Juan shouted back with a million dollar smile adorned on his face before turning to face everyone else. "Ladies, ladies! There is plenty of Juan to go around! Please, control yourselves! Hey, you! Keep your shirt on! Class is about to start!"

Meanwhile, Professor Port sat in chair with a content smile on his face, sipping on his hot cup of tea as he prepared himself for today's lecture. All while nodding at Juan with a reminiscent look in his eyes.

"Ah, youth." said Port, taking another long sip of his tea. "How quaint."