A Rose with No Petals (Abused Male OC x RWBY)

First Day

Mutasim P.O.V

It was the next day after initiation and Cinder and I became an official duo team. We were given a normal dorm like all the other students and I had gotten comfortable, setting up all my belongings. Though I barely got any sleep last night. My mind drifted off to the idea of my mom coming to Beacon and then discovering I had become her past self's older brother. I wonder what she'd think of that. Would she be creeped out (which would be understandable) or would she somehow find that exciting? Honestly, I'm not sure and it kinda scares me. 

Cinder: So, your first day of classes. How does it feel? 

Mutasim: Kinda exciting to be honest. I've heard hundreds of stories about Huntsmen and Grimm, both from mom and this timeline. 

Cinder: Hm. You know... There was a time once when I wanted to be a Huntsman. I was trained by one too. 

Mutasim: Really? What was that like? 

Cinder: They were... simpler moments of a kind. It was long before I met Salem. Though they weren't much happier or easier. 

Mutasim: Have... You ever talked to someone about this kind of stuff? 

Cinder: No, actually. You're... the first. Ugh... Sorry. I shouldn't be telling you about my past. Your mother would kill me with her silver eyes if she found out. 

Mutasim: Well, I'm curious now. And I do know how to keep a secret. I've been hiding my real identity from Yang and Ruby all this time, right? 

Cinder: I suppose so. But your mother isn't quite as gullible as her past self. Come now. We should leave and head to our first class of the day. 

She stood up, letting out a quiet annoyed murmur with the uniform. 

Mutasim: You don't like the uniform? 

Cinder: Its too tight for my liking. Especially this shirt! 

Yeahhh... I could tell what she meant. The buttons were practically fighting for their lives to keep the shirt shut. I quickly averted my gaze so I didn't seem like a pervert. 

Mutasim: U-Uh, maybe we could go and buy you a new one when we get a break? 

Cinder: I would greatly appreciate that. I'd pay, but I left all my lien back in the future. 

Mutasim: Luckily I've been able to work some sidejobs and earned plenty. 

Cinder: Well, look at you being resourceful. ~

I rolled my eyes and left the room, making my way to the first class. Apparently I had some guy called... Mr Port? Can't say I've heard of him. I don't think mom or anyone actually mentioned him. 

Cinder and I eventually entered the right classroom and found that we were just in time. A fat man with grey hair and a moustache stood at the front of the lecture hall. 

Man: Ah! Mutasim Rose! Your reputation precedes you! 

Mutasim: Uh, it... does? 

Man: Of course! News of your power to freeze a Grimm as fierce as a Deathstalker spread across Beacon like wildfire. And of course, Ms Fall, your power has also reached manys interest. 

Cinder: We hope not to disappoint in your class today professor. 

Man: I hope so. My name is Professor Port, please take a seat wherever you like. 

Nodding, we sat down in one of the many rows of the lecture hall and waited for the lesson to begin. It took a few minutes but eventually the professor began his lecture which... Was honestly pretty boring. It was mostly him just telling tales about his own life as a Huntsman. As soon as he went through the qualities a Huntsman should possess, he asked who among the class had these traits. And who else would raise their hands except the bitch herself?