When the belladonna blooms (RWBY Blake X male Reader)

Say Hi!

A/N Picture above is you in how I see the main character, hair and eyes color are up to you guys.

Ozpin: Hello there.

(y/n): Hi Ozpin!

Ozpin: You know who I am?

(y/n): Of course I do! Who doesn't?! I mean, you're the headmaster of the best school to train huntsmen and huntresses. Even more amazing is you're an actual hunter yourselves! People only speak highly about your skills!
Ozpin: Well since you know my name, how about you tell me yours?

(y/n): Sorry! I sometimes get a little carried away... Anyways, name's (y/n) (l/n). Nice to meet ya!

Ozpin: Nice to meet you too! Now, how about you tell me a little about yourself and how you did that.

He points towards his scroll, which shows footage of (y/n) fighting a White Fang commander. Not only is he beating him, but he's also doing it without a weapon while annoying the commander.

(y/n): Yeah, I was pretty proud of that one! You got time for the full story?

Ozpin: Plenty.

(y/n): I am (y/n) (l/n). I've grown up on a small island near Mystral. It wasn't big, but it was infested with Grimm. I've never known or even seen my parents. For all I know I don't have any. This meant that I've taught myself how to survive. I lived in a small village, where the people helped each other except for me. If anyone asked to borrow something they would've got it, but if I asked they immediately asked for money. This really annoyed me, because I didn't have anything except for my small house. When one day the village was overrun with grimm, I managed to survive. I don't know what happened to the others, and to be completely honest, I don't really care. After that I managed to survive on the island, but I grew bored of the same thing every day. So I traveled towards the mainland. Of course I had to wear robes and stuff to cover my identity. I don't know why, but I had a bad feeling about traveling towards the mainland. I then traveled across Mystral for a while, not staying anywhere too long. I occasionally did some jobs to earn money, but you can understand that trusting others isn't my strong point.

(y/n): One day, I met a girl. She had dark brown hair, and wore a black dress. We were still young and I was little scared of other humans. She always returned to the same park, every day. I just sat there on a bench, either planning where I'd go next or enjoying some calm moments. One time she approached me, and asked if I wanted to play with her. I wasn't really sure what to think, but she managed to persuade me to join. She was really nice, and we soon became friends. I still remember her name. It was Diana. She asked me to come over for dinner after playing. That's when I told her my story. Her parents felt for me, and they soon decided that they wanted me to stay with them. Of course I accepted, they were the first people to see me as a person. I soon began to see them as my own family. Years passed and now me and Diana were 13 years old. My survival skills had gotten me in a combat school together with Diana. We have always been inseparable and did almost everything together. When we entered our teenage years things got a little... 'difficult'. I always saw her as my sister and best friend. She saw me as something more. She had kept quiet about her feeling towards me. When we sparred together she always lost, while against any other opponent she won. She used a bo staff, and she knew how to use it. She was incredibly fast with that thing. She would always spin it around to defend against any incoming attacks, after which she would disarm her opponent with just a flick of the wrist. She was an awesome fighter. She got even better when she started using her semblance, which was teleportation of short distances. She timed perfectly to teleport at the moment the opponent was about to hit her.