During the short break, Sakura reaches the seldom-used rehearsal annex beside the auditorium, her sketchbook held close. The open doorway frames an empty corridor and distant classroom noise.
Sana is already inside, leaning over the performance folder from yesterday. She looks up at Sakura’s guarded approach, then quickly closes the folder against her chest.
Sana Matsumura
Yamamoto? You came here on purpose? This place is seriously out of the way.
Sakura Yamamoto
I made a design for you. I want to show you, and I think we could work on this project together.
Sakura opens the sketchbook to the finished page: a practical stage jacket, white piping, layered skirt, and bright blue accents echoing Sana’s eyes. Careful notes mark fastenings and seams.
Sana Matsumura
Wait, you designed this for me? It’s amazing. And you’re saying we should actually make it together?
Sana Matsumura
Don’t grab the sketchbook. Don’t crowd her. Just prove you can treat this like something she chose to share.
“"Yeah, that is, if you're okay with it..." Sakura is still unsure about their relationship, still expecting Sana to say no. But she is hoping that having something like this to work on together will give them both an opportunity to get closer.”
SUCCESS (Legendary Willpower, rolled -3)
Sakura Yamamoto
Yeah, that is, if you're okay with it...
Sakura keeps one hand on the sketchbook’s edge. The rehearsal annex feels suddenly too quiet, with the distant school bell beginning to ring.
Sana Matsumura
I’m okay with it. More than okay, actually. I want to make it with you, if we can keep it private and take it at your pace.
Sana Matsumura
She shared this because she trusted me. Don’t turn it into another public performance.
The bell finishes its warning, and footsteps gather in the corridor. Sana glances toward the doorway, then carefully copies the design page with her phone without touching the sketchbook.
Sana Matsumura
We’ll have to give up today’s break to plan the materials, and I’ll take the blame if we’re late. But this is our project, Yamamoto. Nobody gets details without both of us agreeing.
“Sakura suddenly brightens up at Sana's reply. She shows a side that she has never shown anyone else, the passionate craftsman. "We'll need fabrics, laces, patterns, oh I'll need to take your measurements..." Sakura sounds like a total pro when talking about her passion for costume craft”
SUCCESS (Legendary Crafts, rolled -1)
Sakura Yamamoto
We’ll need fabrics, laces, patterns... Oh, and I’ll need to take your measurements. The jacket has to move properly when you perform.
The guarded quiet falls away. Sakura turns pages rapidly, pointing out seam allowances, closures, and the places where the bright blue accents must remain comfortable under stage lights.
Sana Matsumura
Whoa. You sound completely different when you talk about this. In a good way. You really know exactly what you’re doing.
Sakura Yamamoto
We should measure your shoulders, chest, waist, hips, and arm length. Then I can draft the pattern instead of guessing.
Sana sets the performance folder aside and stands where Sakura indicates. She keeps her arms relaxed while Sakura measures carefully, recording each number beside the design notes.
Sana Matsumura
Okay, professional designer. Tell me if I’m standing wrong. I want this to fit as well as your sketch promises.
By the time the corridor bell rings again, the measurements are complete and the materials list fills the page. Sana photographs only that list, leaving the design itself private.
✓ Quest Accepted
Keep the new costume project private
“If you want, you can come to my house after. That is, if you have time. Or, maybe we can go to your house?”
SUCCESS (Legendary Willpower, rolled -1)
Sakura Yamamoto
If you want, you can come to my house after. If you have time. Or maybe we could go to your house?
Sakura’s invitation hangs between the measurement notes and the closing bell. Sana looks at her, then at the carefully protected sketchbook, recognizing the trust beneath the hesitation.
Sana Matsumura
Your house sounds good. We can sort the fabric ideas there, and you won’t have to carry everything around school.
Sana Matsumura
She invited me into her space. Don’t make this bigger than she meant it to be.
Sana writes the plan beneath the materials list, keeping her phone angled away from the design. The bell rings, and students begin moving past the annex doorway.
Sana Matsumura
After school, then. I’ll come over, and we’ll work quietly. If your mom’s around, I’ll introduce myself properly.
She closes the folder and returns it to her bag, leaving the copied materials list visible only to them. Together, they step toward the corridor and the waiting school day.
Quest Complete
Keep the new costume project private