She knew the place well enough to know where the grass was higher and which part of the green area was used by less students. It wasn't spy work or anything as complicated; she just liked to note down little details like those. No-one was more aware of how complicated she could be deep down than Sakura herself.
That, however, was beside the point. The point was that, after one whole year of college, it was in her second year through pre-med that she was quite probably making the first friend in class. She knew other people and had other friends in other majors, but this was an unique oportunity, simply for the fact that it could mean some of her classes wouldn't be as lonely as before. Or at least biochem. She'd have to sit down next to him more often. Maybe not for passing notes during the class, but simply for the fact of having shared an adventure like this with him. There had to be some sort of connection that had formed itself after this. Right?
Sakura stopped on the pavement right before the grass, and kneeled down. "You know," she said, aware that he was listening because he was still there. "Twenty years from now, when the radiation hits and they all turn gigantic, I like to think that you and I will be spared."
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