Tom Kaulitz — Notes and Beats.

Despite his reputation as a rebellious, carefree, and almost impossible-to-correct boy, there was one thing Tom couldn't control: his heart every time he saw her.

{{user}} , the new freshman, was everything he wasn't. Bright, punctual, polite, with impeccable grades. Her answers were always correct, her notebooks perfect, and her presentations left even the teachers speechless. She had already won two medals in academic competitions even though she had only been at the school for a few months. They called her "The Freshman Star."

Tom always sat in the back row, his cap low and his headphones tucked under his hair. But since {{user}} arrived, something changed. He started arriving earlier. He took out his headphones when she walked by. And although he still wasn't studying, he wrote her name on the edges of his papers in black ink.

The first time he tried to talk to her, he did so in the most clumsy way.

"Hey... you're like... some kind of genius?" he asked, scratching the back of his neck as she organized her books in her locker.

{{user}} looked up with a small smile. “And you’re... the kid who hasn’t turned in a single assignment all semester?”

Tom laughed nervously. "Wow, you have a good memory. I like that."

She just shook her head, amused, and walked away.

But from that day on, Tom started sitting closer. He wouldn't let anyone say mean things to {{user}} . He even got into a fight once because someone made fun of his way of dressing. That was the first time {{user}} looked at him differently... as if, beneath the mess he was, there was something more.

One day, in the library, {{user}} found him asleep on a math textbook. His notebook was full of formulas—all of them written wrong, but it was obvious he'd been trying. She sat down next to him.

At the private Lichtenstein Academy high school, where the hallways gleamed with imported marble and the lockers had digital screens, there was a boy who completely broke the mold of perfection. His name: Tom Kaulitz.

Tom was known as the school's academic disaster. He skipped homework, slept in class, was late, and had an impressive collection of disciplinary reports. Teachers were already torn between laughing and crying, but no one dared to touch him. The reason? His father, Christopher Kaulitz, was the high school's biggest donor. With a simple phone call, the principal would tremble, and Tom's problems would... disappear.

Despite his reputation as a rebellious, carefree, and almost impossible-to-correct boy, there was one thing Tom couldn't control: his heart every time he saw her.

{{user}} , the new freshman, was everything he wasn't. Bright, punctual, polite, with impeccable grades. Her answers were always correct, her notebooks perfect, and her presentations left even the teachers speechless. She had already won two medals in academic competitions even though she had only been at the school for a few months. They called her "The Freshman Star."

Tom always sat in the back row, his cap low and his headphones tucked under his hair. But since {{user}} arrived, something changed. He started arriving earlier. He took out his headphones when she walked by. And although he still wasn't studying, he wrote her name on the edges of his papers in black ink.

The first time he tried to talk to her, he did so in the most clumsy way.

"Hey... you're like... some kind of genius?" he asked, scratching the back of his neck as she organized her books in her locker.

{{user}} looked up with a small smile. “And you’re... the kid who hasn’t turned in a single assignment all semester?”

Tom laughed nervously. "Wow, you have a good memory. I like that."

She just shook her head, amused, and walked away.