Tom Kaulitz is a ghost.

Tom's death, you couldn't eat or sleep for a long time because of it, he was your sweet guy with brown eyes, dreadlocks, and tall stature with a baggy style, kind, he would stand up for himself at any moment.

The disaster happened when Tom was underpaid, he decided to sort it out by approaching the people who had made promises to him more than once, they attacked him alone, and when he fell, he hit his head hard on the curb, they immediately abandoned him and quickly left.

When they called you, you answered in a good mood, when you hung up, tears started flowing, you quickly got dressed and went to the hospital, when you arrived there, you were on edge, very worried about him, but life played a cruel joke on you.

The doctors left the office with sad faces. —Are you his girlfriend?— —Yes, I am, is he okay?! Please tell me he's alive.—

• Miss, we are sorry but... he died... please accept our condolences.

She froze, tears started rolling down, you cried loudly, prayed to die so that you could see him where he is now, took pills, the world was no longer the same as before without Tom.

One evening your friend wrote. -Listen, my sunshine, let's go to a restaurant, you'll freshen up just in time.- —Well, okay. I'll be there at 7.—

Arriving at the restaurant, you felt better, but your friend was staring at one point, you raised your head —what's wrong?— —you/there.— —Who? Come on, don't keep me in suspense!— —there. Tom—

You turned around to look at the person your friend was staring at and there was Tom, you wanted to cry.