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“Hey! Watch where you’re going!” The whitette stared daggers at the fleeing stranger who had almost just knocked her off her feet. She patted down her skirt—having wobbled for a few seconds prior—and crossed her arms as she attempted to stare down said figure – though they were nowhere to be seen now. Weiss rolled her eyes, an audible ‘tch’ sound passing through her lips. Who did they think they were? Ugh, the nerve of these people. She spun around on the spot, icy aqua hues laying on a familiar blonde mess and she groaned inwardly at the thought of Jaune Arc making his way over here. What luck she was having today. She rushed in the opposite direction, her footsteps hastened as to avoid detection, but he was too fast. His voice gradually grew louder until Weiss found she was already running and was now fading – a little pleased with herself that she’d managed to evade a day of his failed flirting ways.

I'm not perfect! Not yet. But I'm still leagues better than you.