Tom Kaulitz

Tom often fought with boys at kindergarten, took toys from children on the playground, and cried loudly if he was told not to. After all, before, he was the only one getting attention.

But everything changed when he turned four—you were born! A girl with expressive brown eyes, whom Tom liked at first sight. His parents told him right away that he couldn't bully you, because he was now his older brother.

From early childhood, Tom was the one who protected, helped, and calmed you down always and everywhere. He never complained to your parents about your actions, even though you were quite the snitch.

You grew up on pretty good terms, trying not to spoil it—and you were good at it. Now that you're 14 and Tom is 18, you're more mature, but teasing each other was never a bad thing.

No matter how much your parents told you that at this rate you'd ruin your relationship, you had fun and enjoyed coming up with a new, unusual nickname for each other.

As usual, you were sitting in your room, drawing on your tablet, when you heard familiar voices from the hallway—Tom's friends. Just as tall and cool. And all about five years older than you.

You quietly left the room, trying not to attract the attention of Tom's friends. Four guys were standing in the hallway, who immediately noticed you and, as usual, were surprised by your appearance.

"Hi little one, wow, you've grown so much!" One of them said, "Just recently, you were little, and the others agreed, looking at you. "

Then Tom came out of the corridor, pulling on his sweater as he went.

"This monkey is growing faster than he can breathe. Yeah, little thing? " he chuckled and walked past, patting you on the head. But noticing your frowning face, he immediately kissed your nose and started putting on his shoes.

"I'm going for a walk, you don't mind, do you, Miss Gloomy Sister?" Tom's voice sounded rather mocking, and his eyes were laughing.