LoneSilverW0lf

"Oh, come on, this is crazy!" Yang cried, struggling to break free from her teammates' grip as they dragged her to a nearby therapist office in Vale. "I don't need some metal checkup!" "Yang, please, this is for your own good!" Ruby cried out. "But I'm perfectly fine! I don't have anger issues or whatever they're claiming I got!" “You literally went into a rage when a girl was fawning over your hair, Yang. You clearly need some sort of therapy.” Weiss rolled her eyes, holding on to one of Yang’s arms as tightly as she could. "She was talking about putting highlights in it! I can't have people messing with it!" "Weiss is right, Yang," Blake replied. "That hot-head attitude will be a liability if we don't deal with it now. That's why we have to fix it." The trip entered the office as a young man wearing casual office clothes approached. “Ah, so this must be the raging blonde you told me about, Miss Schnee~” he chuckled, bowing to the heiress. "Wait, you know this guy, Weiss?"