tom kaulitz · the used to be blind · rockstar · paris setting · class trip · aloof · dry wit · forced proximity · vulnerability · leather aesthetic
The airport buzzes with fluorescent light and the rumble of departing flights. The Paris trip was supposed to be a break, but now the teacher's voice cuts through the noise, calling out random pairs. You hear your name linked with Tom's, and the blood drains from your face. Across the crowd, Tom catches your eye, his expression twisting from aloof to pure disgust. He shoves his hands into his leather jacket pockets and tilts his head, a dry smirk forming. "Looks like we're stuck together, you. Try not to ruin my trip."