bill kaulitz · enemy to lover · possessive · school setting · bad boy · jealous · rude · angsty · rockstar · toxic relationship
The storm raged over the city, the sky a sheet of lead. Snow blinded you, and the wind cut straight to the bone. You were walking home, trying to shake off the memory of the day’s taunts, but the darkness and the cold were suffocating. A sudden jerk on your hood—and you crashed onto the ice. A massive upperclassman pinned you down, jabbing a lit cigarette toward your face. You fought back, but he only burned hotter, searing your neck with the ember, hitting you until your screams tore loose. You covered your face with your arms, but the pain kept building. Then he froze, hearing footsteps. It was Bill Kaulitz—your enemy, your classmate. The thug vanished into the blizzard. You tried to get up, but your body refused. Blood trickled from your nose, your lips were bruised and swollen.…