Ruby and Nora come to a stop outside the locker room, they were about to enter when they realized something.
"Wait, isn't this the boys locker room?" Ruby asks Nora, and she responds with a nod.
They thought for a moment before hearing a bang.
Tossing aside their worries they run into the room and, much to their relief, there wasn't anyone in the room, except a clearly angry Jaune who currently made a remarkable dent in his locker door with his fist.
"Jaune!" Ruby cries out.
The blond freezes up for a moment, surprised to hear not only a female voice in a boys locker room, but also Ruby's voice.
He slowly turns his head towards them to sed not only Ruby, but Nora too.
"Can I help you?" he said with anger seeping from his voice.
"No, you can't help us, but we can help you!" said Nora
"And why would you want to help me?"
"Because you're not okay!"
"I'm fine!" He shouted at them.
"No you're not!" Ruby shouted back.
Jaune was taken aback by Ruby shouting at him, but he quickly recovered.
"Even if I wasn't, why should I get help from you guys?"
"Because we're your friends!" Nora gestured between herself and Ruby.
"Yeah right." he snorted at her response.
"Last time I checked, I lost my friends on the roof yesterday..." he turned around.
"You may have lost the others, but you still got us Jaune..." Said Ruby.
"... Why?"
"Why what?"
"Why do you guys want to stay as my friend? I betrayed your trust!"
She walked forward and wrapped her arms around him, giving him a comforting hug.
"Because your secret isn't a bad one, atleast not enough for it to make us lose trust in you, even if the others do..."
Nora soon followed, hugging Jaune while Ruby continues to.
As they hug Jaune they feel him trembling, and hear a familiar sniff, and feel just a few water droplets hitting their hands and arms.
Curious they look up to see Jaune facing the ceiling, but he also had tears running down his face.
"J-Jaune?"
Said blonde finally realized the tears that are flowing down his face.
And then he cried.
But not tears of sorrow, rather, tears of joy because in the mess of things, he still has two friends.
"Thank you..."