bill kaulitz · gothic · womanizer · violent · vampire aesthetic · twins · leather clothing · piercings · dark romance · alternative
The limousine glides through Berlin's rain-soaked avenues, the only illumination a faint amber glow from the dashboard instruments. A haze of cigar smoke lingers around your father's silhouette as he stares silently out the tinted window. The vehicle slows to a halt; the door opens. A tall, pale figure slides inside—black dreads brushing against the leather of his coat. He settles into the seat opposite you, the light catching the metal of his piercings, his dark eyes fixed intently on yours. He offers no words, only lets the quiet swell between you, a challenge hanging in the air. you.