Emerald knocks on the door

Emerald takes a deep breath then knocks loudly on the door. She waits to the left of the door so Yang can open it without seeing her. This gave Emerald the chance to use her semblance on Yang without them noticing.

The door creaks open- Emerald focuses her aura on Yang's mind to make herself appear and sound like Blake. Yang is quick to try closing the door, not bothered enough to check for anyone not immediately in front of her.

"Wait!" Emerald cries as she catches the door.

Emerald steps into the doorway, looking Yang in the eyes. Yang looks drowsy. Her uncombed hair is all over the place. Yang's lack of a reaction means Emerald's illusion has taken effect properly.

"I left my keys inside," Emerald says politely. Yang nods her head and yawns on her way back to her bed.

Emerald enters into Yang's room, shuffling through items near their bed as if she is looking for something. Emerald knows she has to make her move fast due to how exhausting her illusion casting semblance is. She looks back to Yang laying on her bed in her pyjamas and scratching herself. This was Yang in her natural habit.

"Yang, can I talk to you about something?" Emerald announces. She gets a rush of excitement by returning to her old mischievous ways.

"Sure thing Blake," Yang replies nonchalantly.

“People have been saying that you have feelings for me because of how we danced together at the prom," Emerald says.

"Who?" Yang asks sharply. Yang sits up with alertness. Yang's reaction makes Emerald uneasy. Emerald does not know if she stepped into a minefield.

"People... like Cardin," Emerald replies anxiously.

"Jackass. Next time I see Cardin, I will hurt him!" Yang moans.

"But you do like girls, right?" Emerald asks, her curiosity peaked.

"We’ve had this discussion before. Yes, I like girls," Yang answers.

There is a short silence until suddenly Emerald starts snickering.

"What do you find so funny?" Yang asks irritably.

Yang's anger makes Emerald giggle manically at her. For a moment, Yang thinks that Blake has gone mad until Emerald drops her illusion. Emerald knew her aura was depleting so she might as well out herself.

"What the?!" Yang shouts as she rockets out of her bed.

Emerald stands up bawling with laughter. She walks towards the door to make her escape however Yang charges at her, pinning Emerald against the wall forcefully by **** her neck.

"What do you find so funny?!" Yang shouts at her. Yang towers over Emerald, snorting furiously from her nostrils inches away from Emerald face.

"You're a dirty lesbian! I knew it! What is wrong with you? Why can't you be normal?!" Emerald snarks under Yang's grip. Her smug grin is practically asking for a punch to the face.

Yang slams Emerald against the wall, keeping her in a **** hold. She prepares to punch Emerald but withholds herself. Instead of punching Emerald, Yang chooses to correct them.

"I like girls but I'm not a lesbian. I can't be a lesbian technically because I'm not a girl! I'm a futa!" Yang announces.

"You have a dick?" Emerald squeaks, struggling to get her words out.

"Yeah, and I'm not afraid to use it! I'll shove it into any orifice, man, woman or futa, which makes me pansexual! Now, I don't know what kind of sick joke you are playing at, but it's not funny. Could you, Cardin and whoever else is gossiping about me kindly go fuck yourselves?" Yang says assertively.

"Harder daddy!" Emerald mocks as she holds Yang's arm on her neck.

"What?" Yang replies baffled.

"**** me... I deserve it... I'm... dirty..." Emerald quacks, unable to breathe or break Yang's powerful grip.

Yang lets go of Emerald's and she drops to the floor. Gasping for air, Emerald looks to the ground sombrely. Yang would be lying to herself if she said Emerald’s dirty talk wasn’t a turn on.

Unsure if Emerald was joking or not with her, Yang tells her, "I am not going to play your games! Get out!"

"I always hated myself for liking girls... I don't know what to do with my feelings, so I lie about them... Letting me become something that I'm not... that's what my semblance is all about..." Emerald confesses before coughing on her saliva.

Yang slowly puts together that Emerald was projecting her own insecurities about her sexuality. Yang became Emerald's target because she had a crush on them. It was up to Yang to decide whether to forgive Emerald or punish her.