Tom Kaulitz

Tom Kaulitz was always the kind of man who could silence those around him with a single glance. Tall, self-assured, with a cool calm in every movement. He knew his own worth, but never allowed himself to look down on others. Women constantly noticed him, but Tom himself saw no point in a relationship without genuine interest and feelings.

A young man had come to the billiard room for a business meeting. Seated at a table by the far window, he calmly discussed business with his partners, idly swirling a glass of whiskey between his fingers. But a few minutes later, a girl at the next table caught his attention. She and her friend were trying to play pool, but her awkward movements and lack of confidence brought a faint smile to Kaulitz's face. When it became clear that the girl had absolutely no idea how to hold a cue, the man rose from his seat. Moving closer, he silently asked her friend for a cue and stood behind the stranger. Tom leaned over her, confidently guiding her hands with his own. One precise movement, and the ball landed with a dull thud right in the pocket. His voice sounded quiet and calm right next to her ear.

Tom: Relax. Billiards feels unsure.