Author's Note

Hello! FalseOrdeals here with a new story! If you guys would check out my other story, 'No Longer An Arc', and leave a review, fav, or follow, that would be very helpful in motivation!

This is a College AU followed by an OOC Jaune who is very cynical and pessimistic. More will be explained in the story.

Disclaimer: RWBY is not owned by me in any way or form. Credit is due to its creators.

When an outsider looked at Jaune's life, they may feel some sympathy. However, that feeling would quickly be replaced with jealousy. Although his trash of a father may have divorced many times, he was a very successful person. Being the head of weapons manufacturing company, his father had managed to create a prospering business using war to his advantage.

It was disgusting to Jaune.

Anyways, his father had managed to somehow steal the hearts of five other maidens, marry and divorce with them. This led to the complicated situation of having five stepmothers, and seven step sisters. (Why they were all sisters, only Monty knew.)

It was arguable whether they were his stepsisters. After all, his father had impregnated all of his wives resulting in this horrible mess. So his sisters were technically half-sisters? Jaune didn't know. But he preferred to give them the title of stepsisters. And he stuck with it.

This was why people felt sympathy for Jaune. He had a troubling family situation, and was the only male within the group. Money changed the looks of others. They would always talk about how if they were in his shoes, they would live with it because of how his life was guaranteed to be easy.

That was how they put it.

If they said such words in front of Jaune, he would have no problem taking out a knife, proceeding to threaten the fucking idiot who dared to say such words in his face.

They didn't know the hell that he lived. The disgusting spectacle that he was forced to see everyday. Being the only male among his siblings, and his mother being the latest new wife of his disgusting father, many of his different stepmothers have all directed looks of hatred towards them.

Why? Because they all wanted the attention of that human trash, Soren Arc, his father.

Each and every one of the wives wanted rights to the inheritance, and they also wanted the love and attention of Soren. Jaune would only feel bile rise in his throat at this.

Being the only male, many of his stepmothers had assumed that he was the candidate of being the heir to the weapons business. It was such a shit reasoning. Who the fuck cared whether he had a dick or whether he had tits? It wasn't hormones or body features that ran a business. It was the brains. So why did his stepmothers always give him shit for no reason?

Although he hated to admit it, his sisters were smart. At least, some of them. They were cunning, They had the father's brains. And Jaune hated to admit this even more, but, he himself also had the cunning that his father held.

But even if he had the intellectual ability to fool his other stepmothers, he was banned from doing so. If he did, it resulted in the beating of his life by his father.

This was another reason that Jaune would kill the idiot who said they would live in his shoes for the money, and another reason that Jaune would never accept his father. His father had the most idiotic saying, which was to never hit a lady. Which meant that if he was stressed, or if only Jaune did something wrong, the abuse automatically went towards him.

If his childhood was filled with beating from only his father, then he could maybe, just maybe handle it. The worst part of it all was that the beatings came from others. His own mother, and from the other stepmothers.

People thought that the mothers would have it the hardest in the family. Trying to fight the other mothers for attention and so. What they didn't know, was that the children had it the hardest.

'You have to make great accomplishments in order to make me look good in front of your father.' Monty, did Jaune fucking despise all his stepmothers.

So the eight siblings were trying to outdo each other until they reached a conclusion. To fuck off each other's life, to do their own things. They were all tired of their respective mother's antics. The siblings at least tolerated each other.

But that didn't stop them from trying to gain a bigger share of the inheritance. It was human greed after all. Albeit disgusting to watch blood related siblings fight with one another, Jaune still tolerated them. In the family, they were still the most humane.

As stated previously, many of the mothers had abused Jaune for different reasons. They abused him for being a male, and released their stress on him too, just like his father did. His ideal was to not hit females. It meant that it was okay to harm males.

As a child, Jaune didn't understand why he was getting whipped with belts or was getting slapped in the face. Because of such a traumatic childhood, Jaune had matured too quickly. His mother had forced lessons, ranging from music, sports, and others. He had never once been able to make proper friends. His mother inspected them all. What their parents did, what the overall family wealth was, fucking everything.

By the age of eleven, Jaune had given up on his family. Because at that age, his own mother had threatened to end his life with a knife. He remembered the events clearly. The damned nightmares always reminded him.

He had asked his mother to divorce with his father. To end the pain. His mother only stared at him wide eyed. Then his mother snapped. She brought a kitchen knife towards his neck and even managed to make a deep cut. The scar still throbbed.

"The only reason I even let myself get pregnant, was so that I could have a shot at living with your father and living a comfortable life. If you get rid of that chance, Jaune, then I will make sure that the first person I kill is you." He remembered crying so much that night. Bawling his eyes until he made a decision. He never shed a tear ever since then.

To completely disregard his family. To forget about them. To not care for them.

It was from that point on that Jaune almost never smiled. That Jaune would never speak to his mother. It was a miracle that his father even noticed this change happen to Jaune. His father had decided to act like one and had a conversation with Jaune.

"What happened Jaune?" His father had asked

"I hate you." The words escaped his mouth before even thinking, and Jaune let loose his hatred towards his father.

"You ruined my life with your irresponsibility. I'm inside a living hell because of it. I'm facing consequences that I shouldn't need to face. I've lost my faith in the one I call my mother and in you Soren." He could remember the dumbfounded expression on Soren's face. Jaune refused to call him father.

His father had laughed like a maniac after a while, wheezing, gasping for air.

"I've seen you grasped the realities of life much earlier than I did. Since you're eleven now, that means that you grasped the concept three years earlier than I did. Good job, as expected of my son!" His father went into another frenzied laughing spree.

His father was fucking crazy.

From this point on, all the way to the end of high-school, Jaune had just done whatever his mother had told him to do. That way, he would only get beat up by six other people, because his mother was excluded.

He remembered the last conversation he had with his dad. It was about six months before now.

"I have terminal brain cancer."

"Good. How much longer do you have then?" It was the only response Jaune gave to his father. His father had no expression on his face as he answered.

"Around seven months they said, give or take one month." Silence enveloped the room before Soren spoke again.

"You know Jaune, I love you."

"Yeah right you piece of shit." It was the last words that Jaune had said to him. Six months later, as Jaune left for his first year at Beacon University, he received a call reporting his father's death. And now Jaune was here, staring at the white cloth that covered his father's face.

So many thoughts ran through his head. Although all the blame couldn't fall to his father for their family situation, he was a major contributor. Because of the family, Jaune had seen the worst in people. He didn't trust people, how could he when he couldn't even trust his own family with anything? Jaune couldn't help but blame his father.

"You deserve it." It was the last words Jaune would ever give to his father. He left and rode his flight to go back to Beacon University.

Goddamn this guys talked so much.

Professor Oobleck was the name, and he spoke way too many words in a minute. Jaune had missed orientation because of his father's death. In a way, he was glad he did.

Jaune now lived trying to avoid contact with others as much as possible. As soon as the inheritance was split evenly amongst the six wives, Jaune had made sure to only get a ridiculously small portion from their family share. It was just enough to provide enough for his college tuition, including grad school, for a total of about eight college years.

Jaune had made sure that his crazy mother got the rest. He wouldn't be surprised if his mother killed him in his sleep in order to make sure she got all of the money and shares to the business. But after arranging a promise that he would fuck off from her life if he just had money for college, they reached an agreement.

So Jaune was now here, receiving a special orientation due to his special circumstances. Jaune swore that his ears were bleeding from the words of the professor. They had finally arrived at the dorms. The orientation was finally done.

Feeling a rush of freedom, Jaune entered his dorm room, getting ready to arrange his belongings. His feelings of freedom were quickly crushed. The room was dirty as fuck. Already, somebody had managed to litter the room with empty bags of snacks and trash. That somebody also turned up music to ridiculously large volumes.

Was his eardrums actually damaged earlier because of the professor? He felt as if the music was quieter than it should be….. Nope. Jaune was being delusional. The music was FUCKING loud and his sore ears were receiving another beating.

Jaune went towards the beds where he saw a yellow haired faunus eating a bag of chips. The faunus must of heard him approaching as he turned his head around. Getting a better look, the Faunus had wild hair, sprouting out in all different directions.

"Sup…..!" It was an awkward greeting. Looking at the faunus's eyes, Jaune could see fear, and a touch of nervousness. Jaune could understand why. There were ludicrously stupid people in the world, that judged other on whether they were human or faunus.

"Don't worry, I'm not one of those idiots that hate you just because you have a tail attached. My name's Jaune, you are?" Jaune just wanted to get this over with.

"Sun Wukong!" A large smile formed over his face as he realized that Jaune wasn't one who hated his kind. He then went on a ramble about his own hobbies and life.

Jaune's face had a scowl as he listened to the incessant rant of his roommate Sun.

"That's cool and all really. Just wondering, mind if you clean the mess you made?" He tried to ask as politely as he could. Keyword: Tried.

Sun must have not registered the 'kindness' behind his words as he froze. He quickly cleaned all the bags that were left in the open.

"Thanks." Jaune said before he started organizing his things. He hoped that his roommate wouldn't cause too many problems for him.

"WHAT?!" An angry roar could be heard in the hall.

"I-I-I'm sorry, but currently, all the rooms are full, there is no available space that you can move to." Jaune pinched the bridge of his nose as he his headache continued. Jaune had black circles under his eye. He felt so shitty. Not only had his roommate listened to music out loud in the middle of the fucking night, but it seemed that he needed to use his laptop too. Bright lights illuminated throughout the room, leaving Jaune unable to sleep.

Although he had told Sun to try and stop, or keep the noise and light levels down, Jaune could still see and hear both the lights and sounds.

Jaune was currently requesting for a room change, and it seemed that Monty wanted him to stay with his roommate. Maybe spending time with him would get Jaune used to it, and then they could be best friends, Yay!

Hell no.

He had no choice but to stay. It was either that, or having no sleeping room.

A loud FUCK could be heard echoing the halls.

Jaune marched into the dining halls right after. He needed something to eat. He needed to think. It was a unique trait that Jaune had. He could think best under certain conditions, some being when he was either eating or drinking coffee. Right now, he was hungry, so he decided to eat.

He go a large portion for himself, and was about to eat, when he heard students talk loudly.

What was it now?

Looking up, he saw other students pointing towards a table with three other females. When Jaune got a good look of the residents of the table, he snorted.

The first person was Weiss Schnee, the glorious daughter of the largest Dust manufacturing company in the world. There she sat, with perfect posture, with her white dress and bolero that had the signature Schnee mark on it.

The second person was Neopolitan, famous model that everyone adored for her small height and good looks. It was obvious that she hated sunlight, as she was using an umbrella to hide herself.

The last person was Blake Belladonna, famous author for writing the current standard of romance novels, 'Ninjas of Love'. All females drooled over the novel. She was currently reading a book herself.

Jaune was glad he was wearing a hat on top of a hoodie to cover himself. People would recognize him as an Arc and possibly start gossiping about him. If they talked about their stupid wishes of being in his shoes, he didn't know what would happen.

He had made sure to thoroughly make Sun swear that he would never say to anyone that his roommate was Jaune Arc. He knew he couldn't hide forever, but he made sure people wouldn't find which room he was in.

Jaune greeted the beautiful sunlight that awoke him with a courteous 'Fuck you'. He looked at the clock.

8:42. Fucking hell. He had set his alarm at 9:00. He hated waking up earlier than his alarm clock. Groaning, he made sure to turn his alarm on his phone off and got ready to head towards his first class of the semester. Considering that he didn't have any nightmares of his crazy mother, he thought he was gonna have a good day.

Once lecture started, Jaune knew that he was wrong. What was with all the professors here? Wasn't Beacon University one of the most prestigious universities? Why did all the professors talk so much? This was Taxonomy class for fuck's sake. His current Professor, Professor Port, originally was on track. He was talking about the basic syllabus and other things students needed to know. Then he started straying into his own adventures of exploring the different types of animals in the world.

Finally, just finally, he ended his rant after looking at the time. The professor began to hand out papers to the student. Skimming over the paper, he could tell that the paper was a pretest, one to test how much students knew about the subject. Jaune took out his pencil and started answering the questions.

What do plants and animals have in common?

The answer choices were given as followed:

Both are heterotrophic.

Both are autotrophic.

Both are prokaryotic.

Both are eukaryotic.

This was easy, both animals and plants were eukaryotic. He learned this stuff in middle school. Looking at the other questions, he smirked. He knew all the answers to the questions. Writing down the answers with an elegant flourish, he quickly finished the test before waiting for the class to end.

Although Jaune had planned to major in business, he took Taxonomy as a general education subject. Jaune personally liked animals, much more than humans. Also, it was a subject that he wasn't forced to study under his mother's care. He self-studied the material at home because of his own interest.

When the time limit for the practice test was finished, Jaune immediately passed his paper and left. Because of his lack of interests in the others in the classroom, he failed to notice certain individuals.

Jaune had already memorized his schedule and lecture room locations. So he quickly navigated his way through the large campus area. By the time this class would be done, it would near 11. Jaune personally did not like eating breakfast, tending to just get a cup of coffee as a replacement. He loved coffee. It was a gift from the beings above.

His next class was Speech and Debate. Although he could understand the use of such topic, he didn't understand why it was a required course for a business major. Walking into the lecture hall, he sat in a corner seat and took out his phone to browse for news and others.

He was distracted from his actions when he felt a hand tap on his shoulder. Irritation showing on his face, he quickly looked up to see who was bothering him. To say that Jaune was surprised to see Sun in his class would be a understatement.

"Why do you take Speech and Debate?" Jaune knew he was being rude, not even giving a greeting. But he didn't care.

Sun sheepishly smiled as he rubbed the back of his head with his right hand.

"I plan to become a politician, for Faunus rights. Hope that I can make people not discriminate just because we are part animal." Jaune only nodded as he fell into a deep thought.

It was a noble cause, to want to fight for one's right. Noble, but futile. Even if Sun had managed to succeed in becoming a politician, Jaune doubted that anything would change. Majority of humans were selfish, and disgusting. They were dumb enough to discriminate others based on race. They were so blinded by their own ideals and values that when they found others that had opposing ones, they would go on a witchhunt.

"Nice dreams you fucking monkey." A voice rang out as Jaune looked up to see a tall, muscular brown haired individual.

'Here we find one of the major idiots, in it's natural habitat.' Jaune thought. The saying speak of the devil existed for a reason. Jaune saw anger flare on Sun's face, but decided to stay out of it. It was his roommate's problem. Jaune didn't involve people into his own problems, and he didn't plan on being involved with others.

It seemed that Sun was about to refute something before the professor walked in. Professor Goodwitch, someone that was renowned throughout Remnant. Her past achievements in the area of Speech and Debate were simply amazing and stacked. Finally, a competent professor! At least in this class Jaune would actually gain valuable knowledge. He was gonna enjoy his time in th-

"Let's start with the simple activity of icebreakers." Glynda said.

FUCK.

Jaune pinched the bridge of his nose. It became a habit to when he was stressed or angry. He hated, no, despised icebreakers. It was the most useless activity that universities could implement. The word itself made Jaune cringe.

Icebreaker was an activity that was meant to break the tension of people who didn't know each other. It was a metaphor for breaking the 'ice' or nervousness between strangers. People would converse in conversations about their names, favorite activities, and other useless small talk. Jaune sighed.

He didn't give a single fuck about what Celebrity or song someone liked. He wouldn't become friends with them anyways. He would quickly dispose of the information the moment he heard it. He hoped that the professor would split them into small groups. At least that way, he could stay silent and have people exclude him. Jaune would make the awkward with his anti-social persona. Yes, that was a solid plan.

But of course fate planned otherwise. Glynda had made the students form a large circle. The students each took a turn, going clockwise in order. Jaune just stared brain dead at the ground as he heard his peers talk about their likes and dislikes.

It was when he absent mindedly heard the word Schnee come out that he actually paid attention. Huh, it seemed that the Schnee heir was also in the same class as him.

"Hello, my name is Weiss Schnee and for those of you who don't know, I am the heir to the Schnee Dust Company. I plan to major in business, and am honored to be in the same class as all of you."

Jaune smiled. It seemed that the now named Weiss hated icebreakers just as much as he did. She didn't name what she liked or hated, just things that people already expected and knew of her. People murmured about how they were in the same class as a Schnee. Jaune blanched.

Next was the Brown haired Shit bag that hated faunus.

"I am Cardin Winchester, son of the famous politician, Andreas Winchester. Being the son of a politician, I am already well informed and practiced in the way of Speech and Debate. I hope to have good practice with you all to further my career." Jaune noticed that Cardin's eyes were aiming towards Sun when he said his last sentence. Practice debates were going to be common, and it seemed that Cardin had focused on his prey.

Jaune had his own fair share of bullies when he was young. What the bullies didn't know was that Jaune completely agreed with them when they called his dad a male prostitute. Insulting his family really didn't harm him in any way.

Thinking back, Jaune was sure he heard about the Winchester name in his childhood. His stepmothers and father had talked about the many successful families before, and he was positive he heard the word Winchester.

Finally, or grudgingly, it was Jaune's turn to go. He stood up, but Glynda stopped him before he could start.

"Please put your hood and cap off." A staring contest between the two started before Jaune surrendered.

"My name's Jaune Arc. Business is going to be my major. I plan to make just enough money to retire in a early age." After he had finished, students quickly talked amongst themselves. Arc, as in, Soren Arc? They had the another heir in their class other than the Schnee?

Jaune felt the laser focused stare of Weiss. From the corner of his eyes, he saw a surprised expression on her face. Guess she didn't know that he was attending in the same year as her. He had made sure to apply in stealth afterall.

Jaune once again found interest on the ground when his turn had passed. Finally, Glynda had assigned them a research topic to start debate next class. Students groaned at the thought of starting already. Jaune packed his belongings as quick as he could to go eat lunch. He was starting to grow hungry. Just as he was about to reach the door, a hand gripped his shoulder, making him turn around. He saw Cardinal? Carbon? C-something Winchester. Behind him was the Schnee.

"I didn't notice you earlier because of your hat and hood. It seemed that the monkey was bothering you. We already acquainted with each other." C-something said as he tilted his head towards the Schnee.

"I hope to become friends with you." Carbon Winchester said.

Great. Jaune had hoped to avoid the political side of school. He knew at some point they would interact with each other. Jaune let out a sigh as he heard the word friend. It was a word that grinded his gears, one that itched just all the wrong spots.

Jaune had quite the different definition for the word friend. It went as followed:

People who only talked at instances of utmost important to him. People that didn't bother him from his tasks.

In the current moment. Cardboard Winchester went quite against his definition of a friend. So with a quiet voice he said, "No." which left the Schnee and the Winchester baffled. Jaune quickly turned around to leave.

Currently, Jaune was looking through the clubs that student could join. Luckily, he only had the two classes on Tuesday and Thursday. This left Jaune free to do what he wanted after 11am.

Looking through the list of clubs, Jaune could only sigh as he read the descriptions.

Sports were an absolute no go for Jaune. He was an introvert, preferring to stay inside. The damn list had so many clubs that involved sports. From Track and Field, to Kickboxing, Soccer, Basketball, and others. He quickly crossed them all out in his head.

After a few moments he was about give up. He was going to settle with the literature club. It was then at that moment that something amazing had caught his eye. In bold letters, it was shown.

Coffee Club

Jaune's breaths quickened, his heart beated fast. Could it be? Could this club be a safe haven for him? He read the description of the club.

This club is dedicated in exploring the diverse and complex tastes of coffee. Club members will be able to taste coffee in all different types of cafes. The first Meeting will start Tuesday in the main dining hall, at 7pm, and leave from there to disclose more information. A sign will be held to show our location.

This was it. Jaune roared his approval and quickly submitted his online application. He looked at the time. 6:20pm. He had time. Jaune loved coffee. It was safe to say that he was a fanatic of coffee. The caffeine calmed him, it gave him the solace of peace. A club dedicated to the sacred act of drinking coffee. Whoever thought of such an idea was a genius.

Jaune quickly left his dorm and sped towards the dining hall. After changing and getting ready to head out, the time already arrived near 7. Jaune entered the dining hall as quickly as possible as he looked around to find a sign that held the words, Coffee Club.

He spotted it. He rushed towards the spot and saw a professor already drinking coffee from a mug. He was about to celebrate, when his jaw dropped. Looking at the other club member, there weren't that many. However, from the group, Jaune could make out basic faces.

Weiss Schnee, Neopolitan, Blake Belladonna, Coco Adel, Yang Xiao Long, and other famous individuals. Jaune only stared at the faces of them. No one amongst them were someone of common class. They were all renowned.

He felt his finger go straight to the bridge of his nose. Of course things didn't go as he planned. He planned to avoid others that were famous, to avoid being caught in the web of politics and relations that would form between them.

Instead of avoiding it, it seemed that he headed straight into it.

Chapter 1 of the series is done! This story focuses more on the development of Jaune, it's almost the sole purpose of this plot. I hope that I'll be able to show it!

FalseOreals