You had been caught, no other way around it. Ozpin knew from the first day that you weren't who your transcripts said you were. Your "transcripts" from Signal Academy made you look like a top hunter.. But your performance during the initiation and the following weeks said it all.

You could barely hold your own without needing help, it just wasn't enough for Ozpin to give you a chance. One day, he called you up to his office. Glynda was also there, glaring daggers at you. If looks could kill, you knew you'd be deader than dead.

You were about to explain yourself, try to argue your case.. But Ozpin put an end to it before you could even say a word.

"Don't. You knew the risk, you knew the consequences." He wasn't wrong, not by a long shot. The moment you faked your transcripts, you knew you were fucked for life..

"You are LUCKY we aren't getting the authorities involved, you could go to jail for this, young one." Glynda added, it didn't make it any easier to swallow, but you knew better than to question your blessings.

You got a rather nasty dressing down from the two, but eventually.. Your career as a huntsman/huntress was put to an end before it could even begin, when Ozpin finally gave you his verdict.

"The other academies will be informed of your actions, you are a risk to yourself and others. Your actions are a sign of an untrustworthy individual. Your things will be sent to your home, you are no longer welcome in Beacon Academy." Ozpin said, as he gave you one last glare.