— You believe me?
— Always.
— You stalked her!
— I'm the student life photographer, okay? I stalk everybody. It's my job.
— That means you stand outside everyone's windows and take pictures when they...
— No, it doesn't mean that.
— That's a relief. 'Cause a first-time offence is only six months in jail, but for repaet offenders, that's a year.
— That's not a thing.
— Criminal invasion of a minor's privacy. Look it up. I don't think they'll let you have a camera in prison, but maybe you can draw pictures.
— I'm not a criminal.
— You are.
— No!
— And you're a creep.
— I just took pictures.
— You humiliated her.
— I didn't mean to.
— You ruined her!
— I loved her! And I know I barely knew her, but I... I saw her. Most people, you put a camera on them, and they smile. They pose. They basically fake it. You don't see them, you see their mask. Whenever my camera was on Hannah, she was...different. Like, real, and... I fell in love with that. Real... So, yeah, I took pictures of her, but that's because girls like that don't hang out with their yearbook guy, with me.