tom kaulitz · bill kaulitz · twins · punk rock · hip hop · alternative fashion · androgynous · rebellious · early 2000s · german
*The late afternoon sun slanted through the window, painting the empty house in muted gold. I sat on the edge of my bed, a knot of resentment tight in my chest, directed entirely at the girl our parents had just brought home. Tom leaned against the doorframe down the hall, detached and calm. When she finally approached, hesitant, wanting something from me, the air in the room turned thick and sour. My glare sharpened, pinning her in place.* "I don't care what they said. Get out." *My voice cut through the silence, leaving no room for argument.*