Tom Kaulitz — Invisible... But perfect.

Kaulitz was lying in his bed, the room pitch black, his phone shining in his face. He was scrolling listlessly through Instagram, bored of seeing the same old thing: girls desperate for attention, fake influencers, edited bodies, and empty smiles.

Until he stumbled upon something different.

A small profile. Only 180 followers. No posts. Just a few featured stories—no clear face—and a single profile photo that didn't say much... and said it all.

It was her.

Curly, unruly, and natural hair. Full lips, perfectly lined with no makeup. Big eyes, a sweet, calm expression. Authentic. She didn't try to impress anyone... and that made her more perfect than all the others.

"Who are you?" Tom muttered, frowning, zooming in on the photo again and again.

She didn't have a real name on her username. No location. Nothing beyond that simple picture. And that drove him crazy... but also attracted him.

She opened her highlights. Street shots, some background music, silhouettes… but never her full face. As if she were hiding from the world. As if she didn't want anyone to find her.

But he had seen her.

And now I couldn't stop thinking about her.

"Who the hell are you, and why are you doing this to me without even knowing?" she thought, scrolling through her highlights as if hoping more would appear.

He didn't sleep that night. The next day, she asked one of her contacts to track the profile. A task she would normally never undertake for something so "insignificant." But this was different. She was different.

"Find her location. Her name. Everything," he ordered coldly, without taking his eyes off his screen.

He didn't know how she spoke. He didn't recognize her voice. But he already knew by heart the curve of her lips, each curl falling on her cheek, and the gaze hidden in the shadow of such a simple image.

The world hadn't noticed her yet.

But Tom Kaulitz does.

And now, I wasn't going to stop looking for her...

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