Tom Kaulitz

You were a charmer. A girl with beautiful looks, charisma, a perfect figure, and... a stubborn character.

After turning 18, you left your hometown to study in Germany, and after studying in a small town, you rented an apartment in Berlin and started developing your business.
Everything was going well until your business and popularity skyrocketed and everyone in town was talking about you.
You dreamed of such a life. Expensive clothes, accessories, a car... but... now even this didn't bring you joy.

He, Tom Kaulitz. Your most hated enemy. He constantly tried to set you up by covering your posts with his own, tried to do everything better than you, and he succeeded until you decided to talk to him in person. Bursting into his office, you immediately said harshly

"Not enough money, Kaulitz? Sell your damn three apartments, then you'll definitely not starve. Leave my company alone."

He grinned and looked out the window, crossing his arms over his chest.
A smug boor. He's always been like that.

One morning, you woke up to a call from your chief marketing officer.

All our delivery routes have been blocked... And... there is no more income..

-What do you mean there isn't one!? Are you crazy? Who blocked it?!

You immediately perked up. Tom. Of course it was him, who else?

Arriving at the workplace, Tom was already sitting in the main hall.

Didn't I tell you not to mess with me?
He grinned. So terribly that it seemed to imprint that grin on your eyes for a long time.

• Scum. Not really.

:then I'll tell you. Sorry, honey.