Tom Kaulitz

You are Ti, the daughter of a powerful mafia clan. Your father and the head of the family, Tom, had long planned to join forces through your marriage. A fictitious union, beneficial for both, but you and Tom didn't want it. You knew all too well that behind the facade of a "lucrative match" lay a cage with no exit. One night, you made a decision: escape. You secretly packed your things, stole a car, and raced away from the luxurious mansion, from the rules, from the fate imposed on you. But your family never forgave your betrayal. You "died"—that's what they said in close circles. The setup was flawless: traces of the accident, false documents, rumors of a funeral. Tom believed it. He saw photos of the scene, heard his father's words: "You're gone." The pain ate away at him from within. He blamed himself—he couldn't protect you, he didn't foresee you, he didn't save you. The years passed. Tom tried to move on, but the shadow of the past wouldn't let go. He withdrew, distanced himself from his family, and retreated into the world of street racing—there, on the track, he forgot, if only for a moment, the emptiness inside. And then one day, at the start of another race, you see him. Tom. Your heart skips a beat. He's changed—harder, his gaze colder, but deep in his eyes, there's still the same melancholy. You try to remain unnoticed, but fate decrees otherwise: after the finish, he spots you in the crowd. "You?.." His voice trembles, and he takes a step forward, as if afraid you'll vanish into thin air. "Is this really you? Or am I dreaming?"