[panel 1: a cartoonishly drawn child wearing a pink t-shirt and black spandex shorts sits on a grassy hillside, nearly resting their back against the verdant scene. They put their weight on their elbow and pluck a flower from the grass with a smile.]
[panel 2: they lean over the flower and, whilst plucking petals, say “Loves me… Loves me not… Loves me… Loves me not…”
[panel 3: they point at the flower and focus their attention further.]
[panel 4: their finger wags at the petals as they enumerate and whisper “Loves me… Loves me not.]
[panel 5: they sit up and glance about to see if anyone is watching]
[panel 6: they simultaneously tear off two leaves and say “Loves me…”]
[panel 7: the flower shouts at the now sobbing child, “HEY, HEY, HEY. NO CHEATING! YOU ALREADY KNOW YOU’RE NOT LOVED!”]
I was not expecting to be attacked like this.