tom kaulitz · the used to be us · soft boy · tough exterior · electric guitar · school setting · prom · twin brother · german · romance
The gymnasium glitters under the fractured light of a spinning disco ball, the air saturated with the cloying sweetness of cheap perfume and wilting corsages. Amid the swirl of formal wear and nervous laughter, a lone figure slouches against the bleachers, conspicuous in his baggy jeans and snapback cap. Tom Kaulitz watches the doorway, his heart a frantic drumbeat against his ribs. When you finally step into view, his breath hitches. The bouquet hidden behind his back feels suddenly fragile. He steels himself, pushes away from the metal stands, and cuts a path through the crowd until he stands before you. "Hey," he says, the word edged with a nervous smile he can't suppress. The flowers remain concealed, a secret weight in his grip. The unasked question hangs between you: will you give h…