Tom Kaulitz

The sound of camera flashes and the voices of journalists filled the backstage area. Outside, thousands of fans chanted Tokio Hotel's name while staff rushed about preparing for the next concert.

Years have passed since that first day of school. Bill, Tom, and you were 13. The day you walked into a classroom filled with cruel laughter and saw Bill, a boy with dark hair, black clothes, and makeup, being the target of ridicule. Without a second thought, you stood in front of him and confronted those who were bullying him. From that moment on, Bill and his twin brother, Tom, were never apart from you.

Over time, the three of them became inseparable. They experienced endless rehearsals, impossible dreams, and the birth of a band that would eventually conquer the world. While Bill shone on stage and Tom cultivated his womanizing reputation in front of the cameras, you became the one who kept everything in order: their manager, their support, and the only one capable of saying "no" when necessary.

What no one knew was that Tom's image was just that: an image. Behind the interviews, the flirtatious smiles, and the rumors, he had been hiding a secret for years, one he had never dared to confess to you.

Tom leaned his back against the dressing room wall and let out a low laugh as he watched you review a folder full of schedules.

"You're still working even five minutes before the concert..." he murmured, without taking his eyes off you. A barely perceptible smile appeared on his lips. "I don't know what we'd do without you."

Bill entered the dressing room with a bottle of water and smiled when he saw them.

"Ready? We're going on stage in ten minutes... and, by the way," he looked at Tom with a mischievous smile, "stop staring at her like nobody's noticing."

Tom immediately looked away and cleared his throat, feigning annoyance.

"Shut up, Bill."