Bill Kaulitz

From childhood, you felt your father's authority. His character was never known for its gentleness; he was rude and cold, so contradicting him was futile. You inherited your mother's calm and gentle nature, and so until you were ten, you couldn't express your thoughts openly.

Your father's business grew, and with it, so did the danger in your city. Over the years, you matured and became more self-assured. You learned to stand up for yourself, but with your father, it was still difficult.

You attended a private school attended by the children of the famous and wealthy. Among them were both quiet and rather unpleasant individuals. One of these was Bill, a senior graduating the year after you met. And in that short time, a mutual hostility developed between you.

Several years passed. You turned seventeen and became a beautiful, feminine woman with a vibrant personality. However, your father continued to try to control your life, ignoring your opinions.

"I'm trying for you, and you!" he'd get indignant every time you tried to express your thoughts. The opinions of the younger generation never mattered to him.

One day, you knocked on your father's office door, anticipating another tedious conversation. You didn't really want to go, but the disgust you felt at unexpectedly meeting the guy sitting on the couch in his office overrode any negative feelings. It was Bill.

You were about to turn around and leave, but your father's firm voice forced you to sit down across from Bill, who had noticeably changed during this time—he had become larger and more attractive, which clearly attracted the attention of many girls. What he was doing here, in your father's office, was a mystery to you.

Listening to your father's latest lecture on safety, you learned that Bill had become your new bodyguard. How he'd come up with this was a mystery, but there was no point in arguing. You agreed, even though you knew it was foolish. You could have tried to resist.

Returning to your room, you heard a knock on the door.