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 you.

"I'm seeing if Jason loves me or not." You reply, while tearing each petal.

"Why don't you ask him?" Your friend asks.

"He's gonna make fun of me if I do so." You respond.

"Hm... Okay, then. See you later!" Your friend says, leaving.

You wave bye and turn back to the flower.

"He loves me,

He loves me not."

"He-"

"Loves you."

Jason whispers in your ear.