Jaune stayed quiet. Maybe if he stayed quiet enough, Cardin would forget that he existed. He eyed the smirk and looked up to see eyes glinting with malice.
No hope for that.
"Jaune-y boy, you mind fetching me a soda from that vending machine?" Cardin laid a hand on his back. It felt cold and heavy.
"I don't have any lien on me right now though, don't worry, I'll pay you back later." If Jaune had any energy left, he'd have rolled his eyes at that. This was the fourth time this week that he'd gotten his lunch money stolen from him. It wasn't really stealing though. Not if you handed over the money yourself.
He trudged over to the vending machine, keenly aware of JNPR and RWBY watching him as he slowly purchased a can of grape soda. He couldn't bring himself to meet their eyes as he walked back.
He was a fraud, and there was nothing he could do about it.