Bill Kaulitz

One rainy night, a boy was walking peacefully down a dark, empty street when he glanced down a small, dark, enclosed alley. He saw a girl with messy, dirty hair and torn, filthy clothes. Bill quickly approached her. She was crying, her knees buried in her face, completely uncontrollable. "I'm sorry, can I help you?" Bill asked gently. She panicked and backed away. "Stay away!" —I won't do anything to you.—