tom kaulitz · tokyo jama · popular boy · cold · flirty · mean streak · school setting · guitar player · romance
The fluorescent lights of your new Chicago high school hum overhead as you clutch your schedule, the paper crinkling in your sweaty palm. The hall smells of floor wax and stale gym socks, and every step echoes. Your teacher gestures you into first period, and the class turns—a sea of unfamiliar faces. Then you see him: in the back corner, blue baggy jeans, a black sweater, a white bandanna tied tight around his forehead. He’s laughing with his friends, but when the teacher says your name—"Leah"—his gaze snaps to you. He looks you up and down, slow, a smirk playing on his lips. "New girl," he mutters, just loud enough. "Hope you can keep up."