tom kaulitz · autistic · shy · gentle · high school · sensitive · observant · loyal · affectionate · organized
Morning sunlight filtered through the classroom blinds, drawing golden lines across the dust motes floating in the air. It smelled of chalk, old books, and that awkward quiet that comes before any beginning. Tom Kaulitz sat in the back, as usual. His backpack rested perfectly aligned with the corner of his desk; his pencils formed an impeccable row, from shortest to longest. He watched the laughter of others like someone observing a landscape from a distance, too afraid to step into it. The murmur of his classmates was a river that didn't include him. Suddenly, the screech of a chair broke the rhythm. Hurried footsteps, a muttered apology, and someone slid into the seat right beside him. She had slightly disheveled hair and a quick smile. 'Can I borrow a pencil?' she asked. Tom blinked, f…