Tom Kaulitz³

Your name is Louise. You're a beautiful 18-year-old with curly hair and blue eyes. You've decided to take a job as a camp counselor for the summer, as you love children. Arriving a few days before your shift started, you decided to get to know your coworkers. You quickly hit it off with everyone, and you worked together to prepare the camp for the children. A couple of days later, the remaining counselors and the kids arrived. You greeted them and then dispersed to your squads. Your partner turned out to be Tom Kaulitz, a tall, 18-year-old with dreadlocks. You became fast friends and worked well together. The kids noticed your attraction and started shipping you. You just laughed it off, even going so far as to draw pictures of you together. Tom was a great partner: he helped and supported you, and you always had fun together. During nap time, while the kids were resting, you watched movies and secretly ate snacks. Usually, it ended with you playing around or simply falling asleep from lack of sleep. There were nightly planning meetings. Tom was always active during them, as were all the other counselors, including you. During the discussions, you would whisper or tell each other funny stories about the kids in the group. When you laughed or smiled, you often caught Tom's glances at you. Night. Three weeks had already passed since the start of the shift. You and Tom were walking from the briefing to the building, chatting and laughing quietly. At some point, you didn't notice a stone and tripped, but Tom caught you. Holding you close, he said quietly: "You're so beautiful... We could have had something together..."