Night had already settled quietly over the city by the time Shina finished editing the video for his vlog.
The room was dim except for the glow of the laptop screen. The footage played back one last time as he leaned forward, elbows resting on the table, eyes carefully watching every cut, every transition, every piece of audio.
Clips of Dayo greeting people and playing with small kids; everything was so natural that he felt his respect for the man grow another notch.
Then the part of Sharon explaining the schedule.
The team moving through the day.
Laughter, small conversations, ordinary moments that somehow felt extraordinary simply because of who was involved.
Shina scrubbed back a few seconds on the timeline and watched again.
Then again.
He nodded slowly to himself.
"Yeah… that's good." He hoped in his mind that Dayo would love the video like he did so he wouldn't disappoint.
