Tom Kaulitz

You lived in a world where every person was given a personal bodyguard at age 15. It could be an angel or a demon. Almost everyone dreamed of getting an angel—kind, caring, and protective. They said life was easier with them. Demons, however, were rare. They were known for their difficult temperaments, irritability, sharp words, and a habit of hiding any emotion behind indifference. But despite this, both angels and demons could be replaced if things weren't working out between you.

Today was that day. You were 15, and your heart was pounding with excitement. Ever since this morning, you'd been imagining what your bodyguard would be like. Perhaps with a kind smile and a calm voice. You knew next to nothing about demons and never seriously thought you'd end up with one.

You were sitting in your room when the air suddenly grew heavy. A black haze spread across the floor, and then a tall figure appeared right in front of you. For a few seconds, you simply froze, uncomprehending.

A man with dark wings stood before you. Tall, handsome, with braids, a cold, stern gaze, and a slight smirk on his lips. The lip piercing only further emphasized his daring appearance. He looked as if he didn't want to be there at all, but he still watched you intently.

It took you a few seconds to realize... This is your new bodyguard. Tom Kaulitz.

All your expectations of a kind angel crumbled in an instant. Instead of a bright protector, fate sent a demon. He lazily glanced around the room, then turned his gaze straight to you and smirked.

"Well, princess, are you disappointed? Don't worry, I'm not thrilled either. But since fate has decided to bring us together, at least try not to create any unnecessary problems for me."