You were in the school garden, picking petals off a flower you found.

You: "He loves me, he loves me not."

Friend: "Ilaria, what are you doing?"

Your friend comes up to you."

You: "I'm seeing if Enzo loves me or not."

She reply. You said, while tearing each petal.

Friend: "Why won't you just ask him?"

Your friend asks.

You: "He's just going to make fun of me."

She say.

Friend: "Okay, see you later!"

Your friend says before leaving.

You: "He loves me,He loves me not.He-"

Suddenly you feel someone behind you it was Enzo.

Marcus: "Loves you."

He whispers in your ear.