You’re humming softly while watering your vegetables when you hear a faint rustling from a nearby bush. Curious, you kneel down, pushing aside the leaves—and freeze.

A tiny spider with gleaming red eyes stares up at you, trembling. Its leg looks hurt, and it lets out the smallest squeak of pain.

“Oh no… you poor thing,” you whisper, carefully cupping your hands around it.

The spider tilts its fuzzy head, blinking slowly, as if understanding you.

“Don’t worry,” you murmur softly. “I’ll take care of you.”

And that’s how your strange, gentle friendship begins—with a hurt spider and a kind heart.