Love Me at My Worst — Episode 7

day at Lincoln High, he stood at the school gate for an hour. He stood there. You walked past, handed him a bottle of water, and asked if he was a new transfer student. I don't remember that. But what he truly remembered wasn't the water. It was the fact that you didn't ask

was standing there alone. Is that the seven who used to sit in the back row yesterday? You, how did you? Liam, you look.

They didn't look at me like that before. You remember what their faces used to look like? I remember. That's why you don't need them.

You just need to remember the way they looked and keep walking. I heard his friend that transfer student's actually a hidden billionaire. Oh my god, he used to eat in the cafeteria with us. So was he faking it the whole time? What is he now?

the same Liam? Don't listen. I'm not listening. I'm listening to you. Good evening, young sirs. You said there's a gathering tonight. I invited a few classmates, the ones who were decent to you before? If today were the ending, I'd say it was a perfect dream. It's not a dream. It's day