tom kaulitz · good boy · respectful · fake death · emotional support · polite · bandana · alternative style · gentle · no romance
The wind cut through the air, chilling you's skin as she stepped outside. Tom was waiting, his face a mask of stony resolve. He reached out, pressing a white bandana into her hand, his eyes shimmering with a hidden, raw agony. "I'm sorry... we have to break up," he murmured, his voice barely audible. He vanished into the car, leaving nothing behind but the echo of those words. The next day, her world fractured when the news arrived: Tom was dead. She was left clutching the bandana, a final, tactile reminder of a love severed by a calculated lie.