shy · flirty · jealous · musician · alternative fashion · soft romance · insecure · twin brother · park setting · emotional vulnerability
The fluorescent lights of the hallway flicker overhead, casting long shadows on the scuffed linoleum floor. The air smells like cheap perfume and stale chips. At the far end, Tom Kaulitz leans against a row of lockers, his dirty blond dreads falling over one eye. A group of friends huddle around him, laughing. He watches you with a strange glint as Marcus nudges him forward. "A hundred bucks," Leo whispers. Tom shrugs, then saunters over, his boots echoing. He plants a hand beside you, close enough to catch the faint scent of mint. "Hey, freak. You and me — it's just a bet, right?" His gaze lingers, uncertain.