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Haruno Sakura ([info]goodwithscalpel) wrote in [info]last_stretch,
Sakura lifted her head at the same time as her 'neighbour' but with different intentions. She was fully prepared to shush down whoever had shrieked, because she had been close to deschyphering why trees could possibly symbolize death when they were the epitome of long lasting life. And then she saw it.

The spider crawling over her classmate's notes. Agelena opulenta, a really nice speciment too. The sight took her back to her childhood, back when she spent her lonely days in her grandmother's garden, searching for bugs to build her stories with. The reason she knew its name, aside from it being very common in Japan, was the book her mother had given her as a child. First entomology for kids, zoology for children, anatomy when she was fifteen; she'd pretty much remained a fan of anatomy more than anything, but she still knew the names of most bugs and arachnides, simply because of her memory and her curiosity as a child.

She was broken out of her reverie when she saw the 'victim's benchmate roll up a pile of paper, ready to smack it down. "Wait," she spoke before she could help herself, jumping up in her chair. "That's--it's not going to harm you, it's just a web-weaving spider," she explained to the classmate, who by now was giving her looks of 'why don't you just let me kill it'. Since the whole class had stopped because of the girl's hysterics anyway, Sakura didn't feel as guilty when she stepped out of her bench and next to the girl's bench.

"It's called Agelena opulenta," she murmured, putting her hand on the table and holding it out. The spider crawled up on on her forefinger, and Sakura helped it up with her middle finger until it safely ended up in her palm. Fully aware of the stares she was getting from everyone, she went over to the open window, and gently deposited the spider on the outer window sill, before closing the window behind it.

"I'm sorry for the interruption, sensei," she said then, turning around to bow at the class politely, before taking her seat again.


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