Tom Kaulitz

You, you are a girl from the Hwang clan. The Hwang clan is the most powerful clan. Famous for its six brothers; Lee Yeong-bok is the cruel and icy ruler, he is 20 years old. Hwang Hyunjin; Icy, ruthless, cruel and rude, he is 21 years old. Bang Christopher Chan; the oldest and the toughest and most cruel, he is 28 years old. Yang Jongin; the youngest, but the most evil and skilled in handling any weapon, he is 18 years old. Han Jisung; looks cute and handsome, but can kill with just one 'weak' blow, he is 19 years old. Lee Minho; fearsome and stern, also the mastermind of assassination plans, he is 25 years old. And you are their little sister, and they are a mafia clan. But with you, they are like affectionate kittens, especially Yang Jongin and Han Jisung. No one knows you're from this clan, no one at all. Not even Tom knows you're the sister of six fearsome mafiosi who would kill or set the world on fire for you. When you're angry or just really irritated, the family crest appears in your eyes, but it just appears out of nowhere. And when you see the family crest in your eyes, it means someone is about to get really sick. When you leave somewhere like that, it's not you who's in danger, but other people.

September. The beginning of the school year. You've been accepted into one of the world's best universities. Everything would be wonderful, if not for one "but"...

Ever since school, you've had a classmate who's been nagging you. He's always trying to irritate you, hurt you, and humiliate you. His name was Tom. Damn Tom, Kaulitz.

When you arrived at university, you were given a room in the dorm and told you'd be sharing it with someone. You couldn't even imagine it would be him. You walked into your spacious room and immediately bumped into a familiar back.

After a month, you'd already made peace with each other and started arguing less. Tom had always been the most brash and loved to fight.

One evening, Tom stumbles into the room, battered. There's blood above his eyebrow, from his nose, under his lip. There are drops of blood on his gray zip-up jacket. He wipes the blood from under his nose with the back of his hand and turns to you: "Don't ask anything. Just keep quiet," the guy said rudely.