Zinnia always thought her name was ironic. Zinnias are strong flowers that don’t wither easily. So how come she’s slowly crumbling down like an old rose? Her friends treat her horribly, she has an emotionally abusive mother, and a relatively low reputation. Everyone around Zinnia ignores her unless they need to. Nobody understands how she’s feeling and she’s always trying to push it aside and stand strong. Just like a zinnia. Maybe she’s more like her name than she initially thought.