🆕 🎸🎤: TOKIO HOTEL

It’s 2001, and five friends—Tom, Bill, Gustav, Georg, and Y/N—have known each other since they were 6. Now at 12, they’ve just started a band in Tom and Bill’s garage.

Tom and Bill are twins, born 10 minutes apart, and they act like it shows in everything they do—Tom loud and confident with his guitar, Bill more focused, already thinking about lyrics.

Tom plays a riff. “This is definitely our main sound.”

Bill rolls his eyes. “We don’t even have a name yet.”

Gustav sits at the drums, testing the beat. “Just tell me when I’m in.”

Georg plugs in his bass. “This is either going to be amazing or terrible.”

Y/N joins in on guitar, matching Tom’s riff but adding a small change. Tom stops instantly. “Wait—do that again.”

Y/N plays it again, and this time everyone hears it fit better.

Bill nods a little. “Okay… that actually works.”

Tom points. “You’re keeping that.”

Gustav counts them in, and all five start playing—messy, loud, and completely new, but finally sounding like a real band taking shape.