(3rd Person POV)
Oscar sat on his bed in his room, reading a book by the light of a lantern. While he did so, Oscar's Aunt yelled out to him from another room.
Oscar's Aunt: Oscar, supper's almost ready!
Oscar: What're we having?
Oscar's Aunt: Doesn't matter! You're eating it!
Oscar jokingly spoke out against her.
Oscar: I never agreed to these terms!
Oscar's Aunt: It's part of the "living under my roof" contract! Read the fine print, then come wash up!
Oscar closed his book and stood up. He was walking toward the door when a voice resounded, causing him to pause.
Ozpin: We have to leave.
Oscar continues forward, ignoring the plea from Ozpin.
Ozpin: Oscar. Oscar!
Oscar was about to grasp the door handle, but held back.
Oscar: I've decided you're not real, so you might as well give up.
Ozpin: I understand how you're feeling. I went through the same panic and confusion.
Oscar turned around and looked at an open book on the floor. He bent down and shut it, talking aloud as he put it and the one next to it away on a shelf.
Oscar: It's not real. It's not real. It's not real.
Oscar stood up and his reflection was visible in the window.
Ozpin: I can assure you, you are perfectly sane.
Oscar: I'm talking to a voice in my head.
Ozpin: I didn't say you were normal. I said you were sane.
Oscar started to leave his room again.
Ozpin: There's quite a significant difference between...
Oscar: Shut up! You think this is funny? It's not.
Ozpin: We are in complete agreement on that matter, I promise you. Believe me, I wish this weren't the case. But as I've told you, our Aura, our souls are combined.
Oscar looked up at the ceiling without really focusing on anything but clearly showing his disgust.
Oscar: I'm done listening to you.
Ozpin: Have you ever been to Haven?
Oscar: I told you I'm not going, and I told you I'm done listening.
Ozpin: Do you think you could describe the Headmaster's office?
Oscar: No. Why would I know that? I've never seen...
Ozpin: Try. Right now.
Oscar: It's probably... It's...
His eyes widened and his face slackened.
Oscar: It's autumn-colored... with a large mahogany desk. There's a small table with chairs in a corner for guests, with a tea set that... I... I gave him.
He put his hand to his head, disconcerted.
Oscar: Why did I say that? Why did I know that? Why did I say that?
Oscar became increasingly bothered and he started backing up, dropping his hand.
Ozpin: Because I helped build that school, and the tea set was a gift to the man running it now.
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Catch Me if You Can (Male Reader x Ruby Rose) RWBY
Fanfiction(Y/N) had never gone to any combat schools in all of Remnant. So why did Professor Ozpin take such an interest in the boy with no combat training?
