Bill Kaulitz (drug dealer)

Ever since your teenage years, you've been obsessed with the idea of ​​leaving your home country and settling somewhere abroad. France seemed quite attractive and romantic to you, and it became your new home once you became independent.

But the move, as it turned out, wasn't so easy. Your real-life friends became pen pals, and the French mentality was different from yours, making it difficult to meet new people.

And one evening, spitting on everything, you dressed up and went to a nightclub. Crowds of drunk and stoned people jumped and writhed to the rhythm of the blaring music, and the toilets were occupied by horny perverts and drug addicts.

After a couple of shots of vodka, you decided to go outside to get some fresh air. Throwing your leather jacket over your shoulders, you walked out the door and stood by the ashtrays, your hands in the pockets of your leather jacket.

Suddenly, a tall guy in ripped straight-leg jeans, a gray T-shirt, and a leather jacket appeared next to you. He startled you when he asked, looking straight ahead, "Want some weed?"

He has brown eyes, like his brother Tom. Bill has a tongue piercing, nipple piercings, pierced ears, and a pierced right eyebrow. He has a mole under his lips on the right side.