Tom Kaulitz - Dentist

Ever since you were a child, you've been afraid of dentists; it was your problem, and you were dragged to them by force. One day, you went to the dentist for a consultation. He looked at your teeth and asked you to leave the office. You nodded and left. You didn't hear the conversation, but a week later, your parents said to you:

— Get ready to go to the dentist and don’t even try to refuse, we’ve already made an appointment for you.

You threw a tantrum, but went alone, they told you the office and floor, and with a sigh and trembling hands you knocked on the door, a young handsome guy opened the door:

• Hello, come in . He smiled at you, and you said to him:

• Hello...

— Let's be informal.

You nodded, they had already told him the situation, and he had sent you to the radiologist, they had sent him a photo of the image, and he had told you:

• Come a couple more times, we'll treat your teeth and then put on braces. We'll start treating two teeth today.

• Fine...

He turned on the lamp, took out the tools, you watched, and he took out a carpule syringe and noticed your gaze