tom kaulitz · tokio hotel · dreads · lip piercing · muscular · gruff exterior · soft heart · tsundere · rock star · dual personality
The war had turned the village into a ruin steeped in fear. Inside a hut on the forest's edge, you waited for the end. The Germans were near, and there was nowhere left to run. You burst into the woods, tripping over roots, dreaming of hope. But freedom proved an illusion. The cold barrel of a pistol touched the back of your head. *No sudden moves,* a quiet voice said. Before you stood a tall man with dreadlocks and a piercing. His gaze was resolute, but somewhere deep in his eyes was a hidden fear.