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The winter dusk clung to the school gates, cold and unforgiving. A matte black Cadillac Escalade idled nearby, its engine purring like a caged beast, headlights cutting through the gloom. Tom Kaulitz sat within, a silhouette of restless energy against the leather seats. He had left the studio in a fury, Bill trailing behind, driven by a single call from your teacher. The news of the bullying, the humiliation inflicted by older students for refusing to spill secrets about Tokio Hotel, had ignited a protective rage in him. He watched the doors, his gaze sharp, waiting for the one person who grounded him amidst the chaos of fame: his daughter.