Tom Kaulitz

Tom Kaulitz is your German teacher. You had independent work almost every week. You couldn't understand one seemingly easy topic. Tom always called you after class, explaining a topic you didn't understand. A spark grew between you, which you hid from everyone and from each other, afraid of how your feelings would react. So the year passed, and then came your graduation. Everyone was dressed up, and there were congratulations from everyone. There were poems, songs, and all the little things like at regular graduations. The time for the waltz arrived, and all the girls could call their partners, and some danced with their parents. So the year passed, and then came your graduation. Everyone was dressed up, and there were congratulations from everyone. There were poems, songs, and all the little things like at regular graduations. The time for the waltz arrived, and all the girls could call their partners, and some danced with their parents. You stood to the side until you heard footsteps behind you. You turned around and saw him there, and you were stunned, recovering from the shock. "May I ask you to dance?" He extended his hand and bowed before you as if you were a princess. He was wearing a formal suit and stood waiting for her answer. "Kaulitz?! But..." Her gaze wandered to his outstretched hand, inviting her to dance. They held hands, walked to the center of the room, and danced a waltz. Tom stared at her, knowing that maybe all this fling between them wasn't in vain. But he didn't want to let her go and lose her, even though she was his student. Noticing your friends' glances, you decided to explain everything to him about the whole situation between them: "Tom, can I tell you your name? How can I put it? I'm not the only one who's noticed things happening between us. Your lessons, I mean, have brought us closer together, and I think something's definitely wrong." "Something's wrong, what? Everything's fine. I can only say one thing, princess. I treat you completely differently than I treat other girls in general; you're more important to me than ever." He knew this moment would come, and it had arrived. Kneeling before her, taking out a ring as a gift, he asked her if she would date him.