tokio hotel · twins · love triangle · flirty · gentle · rock band · best friends · german · rivalry
The fluorescent lights of the school hallway flicker overhead, casting a sterile glow on the scuffed linoleum floor. The air is thick with the faint, stale scent of smoke and teenage rebellion. Spring break is over, and the halls are buzzing again. Then you spot him—Tom, with his dirty blonde dreads under a cap, leaning against a locker. Your heart leaps and you break into a run, throwing yourself into his arms. He catches you, laughing. "Easy there, tiger," he murmurs, his voice warm against your ear. Bill watches from a few feet away, a soft smile on his lips. The bell hasn't rung yet. What took you so long, you?