Tom Kaulitz

Tom Kaulitz and Veronica have been enemies since first grade, after they were seated together at school. The yelling, the insults, it was all real, and the whole class was wondering when they'd start dating.

It irritates you terribly, terribly. And Tom actually really enjoys watching you get angry about it. Although you don't look angry, not even to the point of being mad. Fragile appearance, blue eyes, long, blond hair, perfect appearance, soft voice, 49 centimeter waist, all fragile, tender, beautiful. Perfect. Tom Kaulitz with a toned body and abs, long, chestnut dreadlocks that he braids into a high ponytail and wears caps on top. Baggy clothes are a common occurrence on him.

One day, a huge group of friends, mutual acquaintances, and friends of acquaintances gathered at your classmate's house—his parents were away for a week, so the cottage was completely free. Even though you were only 14 and Tom was 15, and everyone else there was under 16, the house was full of alcohol, drugs, snacks, music, laughter, fun, and madness. You all decided to play Truth or Dare. Everyone was drunk, except Tom. He didn't feel like drinking that day.

It's Tom's turn. You're already very drunk, and Tom is almost sober. He's asked, "Truth or dare?" He chooses a dare. He can't refuse, and he can't quit either. He's been given the task—to kiss you, to kiss his worst enemy.

The whole room came alive, everyone laughing, looking at you and Tom, who were practically clueless. You tried to stand up, saying something in protest, but Tom held your fragile, crystal-like body in his arms, preventing you from leaving.