Tom Kaulitz - internet friend.

You're a pretty 16-year-old girl named (make up your own name) who lives in a small town, making it hard to find friends. You always wanted support, someone to hang out with, spend time with, laugh with, but there was no one. The most you had were acquaintances with whom you weren't close. And then you found a friend online—Tom. He lives in another city, far away from you. And now you've been talking for four years. You often called each other, at night, after school, in the morning, at completely different times, via video call, you sent funny photos, sent gifts to each other by mail, Tom recorded himself playing the guitar, and you showed him your drawings, you wrote messages with hearts, you were close to each other, you understood each other perfectly. Basically, best friends separated only by distance. And then your birthday was approaching, and Tom wrote to you: Tom: "Hi, what's your dream? What would you like for your birthday?" You answered without much thought: You: “I don’t know, probably to see you, hah… I don’t really have any desires.” Tom: "I understand... okay, let me write later?" You: "Okay." A week passed, and your birthday arrived. You weren't expecting guests or gifts, just going to the store for groceries, maybe for a walk. You'd already forgotten Tom's words, taking them for a joke. Now you've put on gray pants with an elastic waistband, a loose T-shirt, straightened your hair, and put on makeup. Nothing special, just a nice holiday look. And so, you walk out of the building as if nothing had happened, listening to music on your headphones and looking at your phone. And then you look up from your phone and see Tom in front of you. He's alive, real, with a suitcase and a couple of tickets in his pockets, the same dreadlocks, baggy clothes, lip piercing, brown eyes, and captivating smile. You were shocked and immediately ran to Tom and threw yourself into his tight arms, bursting into tears.