This chapter is written in it's entirety by sakura-fraust on tumblr in collaboration with cenizaella, also on tumblr, ( I can't link them for some reason ) and used by me with permission as a prompt.

Yang wasn't entirely clear how the two of them ended up in this situation. She remembered she was walking back from her last class with the rest of her team, groaning along with her younger sister about an upcoming test, when someone suggested a study session. Then they ran into Emerald and her team, there was talk between teams of tests, suggestion that both teams study together, the obvious question of what subjects we needed help on, and Blake chiming in on Yang's behalf. She remembered giving her partner a look of betrayal as she spilled Yang's poor grades in a few classes. Next thing she knew though, Emerald had a devious look as she offered up one of her teammates to help tutor Yang one-on-one. Cinder, her name was, and the molten glare she shot at Emerald could have sent a Deathstalker scurrying. She idly wondered to herself if this was payback for something, but before Yang could politely decline, the black haired woman agreed to it.

Needless to say, Yang wasn't paying attention in the slightest, not to the study material at any rate. Instead her focus was on the mysterious woman sitting next to her who gave off the faint vibe that she didn't want to be doing this any more than Yang did.

So there they were, tucked in some dark corner of the library with a small pile of textbooks and notes as Cinder went on and on about… whatever page the textbook was open to. She might not have been paying attention to what was being said, but she had to admit that the other woman's voice was extremely pleasant to the ear. This was also probably the most she's ever heard Cinder talk. It was usually Emerald that did all the talking for her team, and she realized she really didn't know anything about the rest of her team, especially not Cinder. So when said mystery woman suddenly stopped talking and looked over at Yang expectantly, the brawler found herself caught very much off guard.

"Umm…" Yang said dumbly, lilac eyes blinking a few times as she quickly glanced down to where the pen was pointing and then looking back up at Cinder. She could gather two things from the other woman's expression; one, that she just asked a question, and two, that she wanted this to be over with already. Having not heard the question at all, she decided to simply try and change the subject. "I didn't understand a lick of it!" She exclaimed with a little too much pep, "I'm not really much of an auditory or visual learner, I prefer a more… hands-on approach to things. But hey, I have a better idea! Instead of reading these books, why don't you tell me about yourself, miss tall, sultry, and mysterious~." A wide grin spread across Yang's face. She didn't really expect Cinder to take her inquisition seriously, but regardless of how she reacted, it would be better than studying.