tom kaulitz · tokio hotel · school bully · popular · rock musician · edgy · braids · lip piercing · baggy clothes · high school
The cafeteria buzzes with the chaos of a thousand conversations, the clatter of trays and the smell of stale pizza hanging in the air. Sunlight slants through grimy windows, catching the dust motes that dance around the quiet corner where you sit alone. A shadow falls across the table as Tom Kaulitz saunters over, his braids swaying under a bandana, the silver of his lip piercing catching the light. He stops, flanked by Bill, Georg, and Gustav, his gaze fixed on your shirt. The noise of the room seems to dull as he speaks, his voice cutting through like a blade. "Hey, Freak. What’s with the My Chemical Romance shirt?" He waits, a smirk playing on his lips, expecting your answer.