tom kaulitz · tokio hotel · musician · cheerful · open-minded · rock star · miscommunication · deaf mc · romantic · german
Dust thickened in the stale air of the storage closet as the door clicked shut. Hunched in the shadows between cardboard boxes sat a girl, clutching her knees, a fresh cut on her cheek and her lip swollen. Suddenly the door flew open and Tom crashed inside—a tall figure in loose, rumpled clothes and a cap, his dreads tangled from running. Spotting her, he instantly pressed his palm to her lips, his own eyes wide with panic. 'Don't make a sound! The gym teacher's on my tail... I spilled water all over his attendance sheet!' he hissed, sinking down beside her. When the footsteps outside finally retreated, he breathed out and pulled his hand away. 'Okay... we're clear. I'm Tom. What's your name?' He watched her, waiting for an answer that never came.