Antheia; Goddess of flowers. "Jennie?" I tapped her almost flinching when she turned back, I wasn't ready for this confession? Why am i confessing? "Inna? What are you doing here?" She arched an eyebrow. "I−I just wanted to tell you I like you" The color left her face, I knew I shouldn't have done this. No. the question was why was i doing this? Her pretty eyes, her gentle look turned into disgust. she looked away from me i could almost barely see her face morph into a frown before she completely faced away from me. "Go away." About a girl who's confused about why she likes a girl? moreover the girl she likes is her friend.