He’s always looking out windows,
contemplating something.

“Hello boys and girls, Hannah Baker here. Live and in stereo. No return engageme…”

“How can you call it love when it hurt you so badly?""It was love because it was…”

“That’s when I said it. That’s when I whispered to her, “I’m so sorry.” Because …”

“I was sick of this town and everything in it.”