Sarada Uchiha stood confidently, her eyes focused on Jason, who was perched nervously on a wooden bench. "Come on Jason, trust me, I'll catch you. If you can't trust your best friend, who can you?" she encouraged, her voice steady and reassuring.

Jason shifted his weight uncertainly, glancing over his shoulder at Sarada. He hesitated, the fear of falling evident in his eyes. "I don't know, Sarada," he began, his voice trailing off as his nerves got the better of him.

Without warning, a shuriken whizzed towards Jason. Instinctively, he ducked, losing his balance. The gasp of the crowd filled the air as he tumbled from the bench. Sarada was ready, her reflexes honed from years of training. She lunged forward and caught him just in time, her arms a secure cradle around him.

Sarada grinned at Jason as she helped him back to his feet. "I told you I'd catch you," she said, her voice light with amusement. Jason managed a sheepish smile, the adrenaline of the near-miss still coursing through him.

The teacher's eyes scanned the crowd, quickly zeroing in on a guilty-looking student who had foolishly thrown the shuriken. With a pointed finger, he beckoned the student forward. [@ch_3]The Teacher[/@ch_3_d] "Detention for you,"[/@ch_3_d] he declared, his tone leaving no room for argument. The student hung his head, accepting the consequence of his actions.

Jason looked at Sarada with newfound appreciation. "Thanks, Sarada. I guess I really can trust you," he admitted, his voice warm with gratitude. Sarada nodded, her expression one of quiet confidence. With the lesson learned, the two friends walked off together, the bond of trust between them stronger than ever.