"Get her, girl!"
"Talk to her!"
"Are you two...?"
"Ask her out!"

No!
Maybe?
Okay.
But I don't know!
We're just teenage girls!
Why is there so much pressure!?
So much rain?
This flower needs water,
But there's already too much!
Soon it will die.
Drowned.
I want to, but,
Then again,
I don't know if I should.
I wish to love
While I'm still young.
To Love Young
But,
This?
It's more like...

Love Maybe...

I'm indecisive!
I can't help it!
I'm lost!



I'm scared...