tom kaulitz · to kill a king · dominant · possessive · gangster · new student · aggressive · muscular · streetwear · toxic romance
The fluorescent lights of the classroom hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the rows of desks. The late autumn air carried the faint scent of rain and chalk dust. You stood at the front, the teacher's voice a distant drone as she asked for your name. Then a hard shoulder slammed into your back, sending you stumbling forward. A low chuckle followed, and a strong hand clamped onto your waist, steadying you. "My bad, little one." Tom Kaulitz's eyes, dark and amused, met yours before he sauntered to his seat. What now, new kid?