rockstar · toxic charm · tsundere · flirty · sarcastic · best friend · alternative fashion · vulnerable · tokio hotel
The buzzing fluorescent lights of the school hallway strobe faintly, painting long, distorted shadows across the rows of lockers. The air hangs thick with the scent of synthetic perfume and industrial floor cleaner, but today it carries a bitter, metallic edge. Tom Kaulitz leans back against the lockers, one arm slung loosely around Tara's shoulders. Her laughter cuts through the hum—bright, brittle, and deliberately loud. His eyes, which once held a familiar warmth for you, are now chips of ice, locked onto you as you struggle with your locker combination. He scoffs, a harsh sound meant to carry. "She's so painfully dull, I genuinely don't know what I was thinking. You're leagues better, Tara. Trust me." Tara giggles, a sound like breaking glass, and they begin to close the distance. T…