The Art of Bad Choices | Haikyuu College (EDITING)

Therapy session

Y/N stood outside her neighbors door, dressed in a comfortable clothes. Her hair was still wet after the cold shower, but her cheeks were warm.

She knocked gently on the door and waited. After hearing a quiet "Come in." she opened the door and looked inside.

Sakusa was sitting by the desk, with his laptop opened. The room was surrounded in a warm glow from the lamp on his nightstand.

"Sit." He said, not looking away from the screen.

Y/N walked inside slowly and took the place on the bed. Without a word, he turned his laptop towards her. "I'm submitting the video on Monday. It's for a class, but I wanted to send it for a short movie competition too."

Y/N frowned, not really understanding the situation. "You want me to... rate it or something?" She asked, confused.

"Tell me if you agree for it to be sent. And if you have any comments, just tell me." He clicked the play button and pushed himself back a little on the chair.

Y/N looked at the screen. At first she didn't recognize scenery on the screen, but soon her eyes opened wider. It was from the day Sakusa asked her to put the summer dress on.

She saw herself on the screen and watched in amazement as she walked through the botanical garden, with hair wet from the rain. The music in the background was a delicate and soft, played on a piano. When the scene was slowing down, with some shots on flowers, the music got even softer. Then it started to build up. The girl on the screen was laughing and said something to the man behind the camera. Then there was a train scene where she looked at him with a mocking expression of admonish. The scenes when she was goofing around, thinking that he would delete them, they were all there. And at the end, there was a close up of her watching the rain in the garden. Her face was lit up by the delicate sunlight that filtered through the clouds. When she looked at the camera and started laughing, the video ended.

Y/N sat there, with her mouth slightly opened.

Her mind was empty, but at the back of her head popped a question.

Do I really look like this in his eyes?

When she looked at Sakusa, she was startled by his dark eyes boring into her.

"What do you think?" He asked, turning the laptop so only he could see it.

"What was the theme of the competition?" She asked slowly, not looking away from his face. But he didn't seem surprised by her question.

"It was supposed to be short video, under five minutes, combined with music of our choice. Semi recorded this song for me. And the whole competition is mostly about editing, so it's something for my major." He said, clicking on his laptop.

"Okay..." The girl said, nodding her head lightly.

After a moment of silence, Sakusa looked at her again. "So?" He asked.

"What?" She looked at him, confused.

"What do you think? Can I send it? Do you have any comments? Or maybe you don't want me to use your image?"

Y/N thought for a moment before answering. "No, you can send it. I'm just... surprised. I actually like what you did with the footage." She said slowly.

"Good. Then I'm saving it." He said and clicked on the icons on his laptop.

The room fell quiet for a moment, during which Y/N just watched Sakusa. "So, what now? Do you accept my apology?" She asked.

"Sakusa slowly closed his laptop before turning to her. He looked down at her with his chin raised a little. "I'm not sure." He said, making the girl frown.