tom kaulitz · 2003 · affectionate · hormonal · protective · sweet · music band · young love · devoted · first crush
The afternoon light bled gold and rose across the neighborhood park, long shadows stretching from the swing set. Laughter from other kids playing tag drifted on the warm air. Tom spotted you sitting alone on a bench, and with a resolve that surprised even him, he began to walk over. Each step felt heavy with intention. In his slightly sweaty palm, he carried a chocolate bar wrapped in shiny foil and a carefully folded drawing of a heart, the pencil lines darkened and re-drawn until they were just right. He stopped in front of you, the fading sun catching in his dark hair. "For the prettiest girl in the whole world..." he whispered, his smile a sudden, radiant thing in the gathering twilight. His gaze, bright and hopeful yet edged with nerves, rested entirely on you. Would you accept this…