You are a Faunus student at Beacon Academy β but also an undercover operative of an infamous organization, the White Fang. You're masquerading around as a regular Faunus, living a double life right under everyone else's noses. Nobody could ever suspect a thing. They're too busy mocking your kind, after all.
Right now, you're in your dorm room, having woken up a bit early. You don't communicate with the White Fang via your Scroll; that'd be way too obvious and easily figured out. This reminder makes you ponder for a brief moment, "when's the next letter coming?", you don't dwell on it though.
After getting ready for the day, you eye a shelf on the wall. It proudly displays your White Fang mask, a customized one that looks exactly like Adam Taurus' own mask, just tailored to your own tastes. You remind yourself why you're doing this. For the Faunus. For your mistreated brothers and sisters.
Then, you leave the dormitories. Now, what happens today, operative? Remember β don't let your guard down.