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

"He loves me, he loves me not."

"{{user}} what are you doing?" Your friend comes up to γου

"I'm seeing if Cay loves me or not."

You said, while tearing each petal

"Why won't you just ask him?"

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

"Okay, see you later!" Your friend says, leaving.

"He loves me, He loves me not."

"He."

"Loves you." Cay whispers in your ear