Y/N knocked at the door on the third floor and waited a couple of seconds until the door opened and a familiar face popped out of the room.
"Oh, it's you." Oikawa smiled charmingly at the girl and opened the door wider. "To what do I owe this wonderful visit?"
He was dressed in comfortable sweats and his hair was a little bit ruffled, he was probably laying on his bed before she came here. But nevertheless, he was still acting like a prince charming. "I heard that you're on acting major." She started, nervously playing with the headband she wore on her wrist. "We have homework on cinematography, and I was wondering..."
"Oh right, I remember those. Ukai probably told you that it's best to ask older friends from acting major." He gestured her to come inside, smiling gently at her being a little bit unsecure.
Terushima didn't know about her short encounter with Oikawa, so he probably thought that she didn't know more than just his name he mentioned before. To be honest, she was a bit nervous, but not because the man was handsome. After all, half of the boys in the dorms were. But his manner and the whole way of being was surprisingly intimidating. It felt like he was acting all the time and Y/N had no idea how she should act in front of him.
On one hand he was taking part in that game boys developed, but on the other, he was the only one who didn't make any move yet. He seemed too polite to do anything and that somehow gave her even more dangerous impression.
His room was clean and there was nothing that would give out any secrets about his likings or hobbies. The only thing that was a little out of place was a volleyball magazine laying cover-up on his bed.
"So, you want me to help you with the short movie, am I right?" Oikawa pointed at his bed while he sat on the chair by the desk. Quite calculated move from his side, but he managed to make it casual.
"Yes, I wanted just a normal video of anything. It can even be just you sitting on this chair." She said unsurely, hoping that he wouldn't think of her as a weirdo.
After all, a lot of people would say that if a girl came to their room and asked for a short video of them sitting. But Oikawa felt great joy when she asked him out of all people.
"If you do that right, the final result should be satisfactory." Oikawa smiled gently, raising one of his legs up and putting his chin on his knee. "You didn't have editing yet?"
"No, it will be on Friday." Y/N answered, searching her memory for the schedule of her lessons.
"What about music supervision?" Oikawa kept asking, his eyes boring into hers as he was slowly rocking back and forth on the chair, the movement almost hypnotizing.
"Tomorrow." She answered again, feeling like she was being interrogated. The air felt more thick than usual, making it harder to take a breath.
"That's okay. You can add music and edit the clip later anyway, but even if you don't do that at all, there's nothing to worry about. The teacher asked you for this short footage just to discuss with each one of you what you did good and what wrong and to guide you on the right path. Even if you do terribly, it's just some homework, so you will surely get better with time." Oikawa stopped and looked around until his eyes fell on the book laying on his desk. "Do you have your camera with you?"
"I have just my phone." Y/N felt stupid for not thinking about it earlier, but to be honest, she didn't think that anyone would help her immediately just after she'd asked.
She was about to stand up and tell him that she's going to get her camera right away, but he just waved a hand at her. "That's fine. I have a couple of different cameras and lenses here."
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The Art of Bad Choices | Haikyuu College (EDITING)
Fanfiction"There is not many girls attending our school. This is why we fight over you." Y/N starts new year at the university, but she didn't know what exactly awaits for her when she moves into the dorms. From now on she became a target for a bunch of men...