He doesn't know how to give in…
I'm in way over my head. I'm waiting for someone to point a finger at me and call me an imposter.
I don't belong here.
Yet I can't think of anywhere I'd rather be.
I don't know what the hell this is between us, but even while I hate it, I crave it, like a damn drug.
I need it.
I need them.
And I'll do whatever it takes to stay here, even if it means giving up who I am.